Leon Rivers’ head banged a few tis against the wooden door of the private room. It hurt, he was absolutely not mistaken.
The woman with the covered face from years ago appeared in his mind, her figure, the rough outline of her face, and her long hair!
Damn, could it really be this coincidental? Or is lody Thorne playing a joke on him?
No, definitely not.
Leon Rivers ran out of the private room like a madman, as if he had discovered an earth-shattering secret. The place where he had once had surgery was preserved intact. There must be clues, there must be clues to verify lody Thorne’s words.
"Leon..."
"Leon..." Timothy Lockwood and Harold Chapman called out to Leon Rivers several tis.
"Probably just drunk again and suddenly rembered so woman waiting for him," Harold Chapman sneered.
"That’s really possible," Timothy Lockwood was very agreeable.
Leon Rivers has always been unfaithful everywhere, no one even knows how many won there are.
Jared Quinn exited the private room and walked down the corridor. At the dim corridor’s end, there were faint silhouettes, one he was most familiar with, and one he had seen before.
His footsteps drew near, just as he was about to approach, lody Thorne’s voice reached his ears.
"Hans Montrose, don’t go, don’t go abroad, okay? I’m scared to be here alone. I’m scared of Jared Quinn, I’m scared I’ll die at his hands. I’m so scared, Hans Montrose.
I’m only staying by his side because I’m afraid he will hurt you. I don’t love him, believe , I have never loved him. Will you stay with ?"
lody Thorne’s eyes stared emptily at Hans Montrose’s chest, a chill deep in them, her hands tightly clasped together.
Soone got through Harold Chapman’s people and took Mr. Thorne away, not just Mr. Thorne but also Mrs. Thorne, using their lives to threaten her.
A sudden chill ca from behind, enveloping the entire corridor in thick frost. Jared Quinn’s dark eyes were filled with a fury that seed likely to obliterate everything around.
His sharp gaze could almost pierce through the two figures in front!
lody Thorne’s parched throat continued to voice, "Hans Montrose, you said you would always be with . How can you go back on your word?
How can you misunderstand ? You know clearly that the person I hate most is Jared Quinn. Every minute and every second around him has always been painful for , I always feel like I’m dying, but only with you, only when I’m with you, I’m happy..."
The cold presence behind suddenly disappeared, the footsteps gradually receding...
lody Thorne’s dazed gaze slowly lifted, showing disappointnt towards the person in front, "Are you satisfied?"
"lody," Hans Montrose suppressed his emotions, "I’m doing this for your own good."
lody Thorne closed her eyes and fainted. Hans Montrose picked her up and left the bar.
Harold Chapman and Timothy Lockwood saw Jared Quinn, full of murderous intent, walk past the corridor from the crowd, his handso face covered with frost.
"What happened? Did sothing happen?" Harold Chapman and Timothy Lockwood rushed over simultaneously.
"Jared,"
"Jared, what happened?"
"Get lost," the deep voice was laced with intense murderous intent, bursting out in a furious and cold shout.
"Jared."
Jared Quinn’s dark eyes turned scarlet, his strong sense of pride was like being hamred by a great chisel, each hit almost took his life, blood splattering, lody Thorne’s words echoed in his ears.
You know clearly that the person I hate most is Jared Quinn, you know clearly that every minute and every second around him is painful for ...
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