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Ernest’s fist clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, emitting a crackling sound.
“There must be some misunderstanding… This video, it’s edited, isn’t it?” His voice wavered, lacking any confidence. He didn’t even dare to look directly at his mother.
Mrs. Gilmore glanced at her female enforcer. The enforcer opened Sydney’s phone and forcibly showed it to Ernest.
The texts and photos drilled sharply into Ernest’s brain: [She’s allergic to lilies, this time, it’ll definitely kill her.]
[All I need is a bit of sobbing and a few tears and he’ll cave.]
[Only by making him relive the pain of losing me will he obediently stay with me forever.]
[The fire didn’t even kill her, what kind of
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luck does she have?]
[I didn’t push hard enough! Damn it, she’s such a fat cow that it’s her own fault she’s hard to push.]
[His mother is probably coming to talk to me soon. Sure, I’ll leave, but this time it’ll cost her eight million.]
[In a couple of years, I’ll come back again. If that old woman doesn’t want me ruining her son’s life, she’ll keep paying.]
The endless venomous scheming in the messages pushed Ernest to the brink of complete collapse.
Seeing her son on the verge, Mrs. Gilmore. let go of him and said coldly, “Wake the one inside. Douse her.”
A sharp female scream pierced the air, “Ah! You old witch! When Ernest gets back, he won’t spare you! Your son is my dog! Are you jealous? Keep being jealous, it won’t
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change anything!”
Smack! A loud slap reverberated through
the room.
Sydney turned her head to yell more insults, but when she saw who had
entered, she froze with her hand covering her face.
Ernest’s expression seemed to be carved from ice, frosty, merciless and emanating an aura of disgust and cruel rage.
“So, I’m your dog?” he asked. Smack! Another slap landed hard.
Sydney held her face, shaking with terror. This time, she wasn’t pretending, she truly felt fear. As the son of a mafia family, Ernest had never been softhearted.
She didn’t know exactly how much he had seen or learned, but judging by his fury, it was definitely not little.
“Ah… Ernest…” Sydney trembled as she shamelessly threw herself at Ernest’s leg,
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clutching it. “I… I did it all because I love you so much! I was jealous of Ivana. Why can she stay by your side and I can’t? I can too! I can!”
Ernest stared at Sydney’s delicate, pitiful face. She still looked so innocent, but the panic and greed in her eyes completely betrayed her vile nature.
“Get out.” The word left his mouth like a chunk of shattering ice, void of warmth or pity.
Sydney wanted to argue further, but Ernest’s sharp, murderous gaze made her cower backward in fright.
Ernest ordered Dominic and the others to watch over her. Once her belongings were packed, she was to leave immediately. After that, Ernest booked himself the earliest flight to France. He couldn’t wait to see
Ivana.
He called his mother, “Hello, Mom.”
“Be careful how far you go.” his mother
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warned him.
“Got it. Mom, that guy Winston is in
France,” he said again.
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, “Understood.”
That illegitimate brat Winston dared to compete with the Gilmore Family for a woman? Ridiculous.
As Ernest opened the door to leave, he noticed a pile of trash stacked at the door next to his apartment, it looked strangely familiar. Anxious to get to the airport, he impatiently kicked the box of garbage, blocking his way.
The cardboard box collapsed, spilling its contents onto the ground. The next–door tenant hurriedly rushed out at the noise, repeatedly apologizing.
Ernest froze. Staring at what had spilled out from the box, his body went rigid. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, his face instantly turned pale, all color
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draining away.
