The mont lody Thorne’s figure exited the conference room, Jared Quinn’s previously pleasant deanor shifted dramatically as he turned icy, his stern features exuding a chilling aura aid at those old geezers.
The atmosphere in the conference room remained oppressively gloomy all afternoon; not to ntion leaving work early, they almost felt like they were about to perish in that room.
In Harold Chapman’s prison, Sheryl Lancaster was completely locked up, while Luna Lancaster stood outside the door, looking at the woman she once called sister, clenching her fingers tightly. "If you hadn’t been so ruthless to before, how could I possibly choose to help Jared Quinn? I am your blood sister, and to help you deal with that vixen, I almost died. And you? To shut up, you didn’t hesitate to threaten my life!"
"Was it trying to kill you, or you trying to destroy ?" Sheryl Lancaster closed her eyes and looked away. "We could have succeeded; it was all ruined because you suddenly posted on Weibo, saying you wanted to clear things up and wrecked all our plans!"
"It was you, you barged into the hospital to kill !" Luna Lancaster scread hysterically. "To make sure I didn’t talk, you pretended to visit in the hospital and drugged . Did you think that just because the soup was spilled, I wouldn’t find out?"
"What soup? I’ve never even been to the hospital," Sheryl Lancaster’s eyes suddenly turned fierce as they landed on Luna.
After shouting, both won were equally shocked, simultaneously realizing they’d been played.
"You, it’s all you, you fool!" Sheryl scread in breakdown, her body shaking with anger.
"I... I..." Luna stood there in a daze, looking frantically at the woman inside and stamring, "Even if it was , you still laid a hand on afterward!"
As the two won continued to quarrel, Harold Chapman and Chloe Sumrs observed the scene clearly and turned to leave.
"Is your arm okay?" Harold glanced down, his eyes resting on her fair arm.
"It hurts, Harold," Chloe imdiately lifted her arm in front of him, showing him clearly. Her skin was broken, and the pain inside felt like it was on fire.
Harold’s brow furrowed slightly as he withdrew his gaze, looking straight ahead. "Let’s go; we’ll reapply the dicine."
"Harold, today is Valentine’s Day. Can we go out for a walk?" Chloe trailed behind Harold, persistently pleading. "You’re free tonight; let’s go out together."
"Harold..."
"Harold..."
Quinn Villa.
lody Thorne prepared a table full of Timmy’s favorite dishes, finally bringing back the joy to Timmy’s sulking little face.
"Next ti, you guys have to bring along," Timmy spoke jealously. "You can’t just leave behind again."
Ever since those two made up, they completely forgot about him. It’s been so many days, and they haven’t co to see him even once.
"I know, I know. I promise I won’t leave our adorable Timmy behind again, alright?" lody Thorne rubbed Timmy’s little face lovingly. "Timmy will always be the most important in my heart."
"Really?"
"I promise."
Timmy pressed a button on his wristwatch, and the recording just ended. "I need to keep evidence; you said I’m more important than my dad!"
lody Thorne, "..."
This kind of cunning must have co from Jared Quinn!
It took quite an effort to coax Timmy upstairs. lody Thorne stared at the items within the room before finally fixing her gaze on the rooftop terrace; since it’s Valentine’s Day, why not make it a bit more romantic?
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