Mr. Lucas VIII took out his cell phone and played a video. In an instant, the entire room was filled with suggestive sounds.
The woman’s moans grew louder and louder, sotis weak as if she were about to cry, and sotis flirtatiously seductive, making everyone’s hearts itch.
Everyone present was stunned by Tara Hammond’s performance in bed.
Who would have thought? A woman so gentle and demure, seemingly as delicate as a bird, could be so uninhibited in bed!
To the bystanders, this kind of lascivious sound was at most a fleeting curiosity.
But to Theodore Lucas, it felt like a series of sharp, familiar voices stabbing his ears.
At this mont, he wished he was deaf, or blind!
"Ross, no... don’t! I’ll get pregnant!"
"What’s there to be afraid of? Even if you get pregnant, isn’t there still that old fellow? Evelyn’s child has already been raised so well by him. If we have another, he’ll obediently take responsibility again."
"You, you’re terrible... Aren’t you afraid I’ll really get pregnant and it turns out to be his child?"
"Hmph, he’s got no fertility ability left. Back then, afraid that Emily Taylor might have another son and threaten your position, didn’t we secretly give him sterilization dicine? My darling, all these years, aside from you, I haven’t touched another woman. Co on, let’s go at it a few more tis now that he still has so ability left. Let’s make a big, healthy boy and let him raise it for us!"
Theodore Lucas’s face turned livid upon hearing this conversation, swelling to a pig-liver shade.
He clasped his chest with one hand and pointed at Tara Hammond with the other. His originally elegant eyes were now bulging wide.
"You... you... Tara... you... ugh..." Unable to catch his breath, he could no longer suppress the surging turmoil within his chest.
Theodore let out a guttural sound, spitting up blood.
Normally, in situations like this, Tara Hammond, Evelyn Lucas, and Nolan Lucas would already rush to support him and show their concern.
But now, Nolan’s foot stepped forward half a pace before abruptly stopping.
anwhile, Tara Hammond, having seen the tide turn, no longer pretended and instead stared coldly at Theodore Lucas.
The only person still worried about Theodore was Evelyn Lucas.
But she was too busy protecting Tara Hammond to have the energy to bother with Theodore Lucas.
—Left to suffer, alone.
In this mont, Theodore Lucas suddenly understood what it truly ant to be abandoned, utterly alone.
"Ha... hahaha..." He suddenly threw his head back and laughed, the sound bleak and bitter.
Theodore barely managed to steady himself, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and pointed at Tara Hammond, questioning her: "What have I ever done wrong to you? How have I not given you enough? Tara, why would you do this... How could you treat like this? Does your conscience not ache?!"
Theodore asked himself deeply. He had truly given his heart to Tara Hammond.
He simply couldn’t understand how Tara could so rcilessly humiliate him with such a massive betrayal!
"Conscience? Heh... hehe... How much is a conscience worth?" Tara Hammond laughed too.
Her laughter was colder and more ruthless than Theodore’s.
"When you tricked into bed, you said you would marry . I carried your child, but then you said you had to marry that other woman! When you forced to abort the child, leaving almost barren for life, where were you?! Theodore Lucas, you claid to love , but you let your family’s two old fellows trample on ! Vincent Lucas, that wretched old man, wanted to drive to ruin. And Katelyn Nelson, that malicious old hag, only ever protected Emily Taylor!"
"Theodore Lucas, tell ... When your parents sent away, where were you? When they openly ignored you, yet secretly ca after , where were you? I’ll tell you this... all these years, Robbie Bright was the one who saved . If not for him, I, Tara Hammond, would probably have died long ago!"
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