"Jared, she’s safest there," Hans Montrose tore off his shirt. "I called you all here because I’m not satisfied. As n, how could I be content with losing to you?"
"What do you plan to do?" Jared Quinn’s muscular arm showed bulging veins, and his aggression was like a dark mist surrounding him.
For a long ti, he hadn’t been this angry.
He hated when anyone touched his woman, even if he died, it wasn’t allowed!
"Do you know whose power at the docks you destroyed the other day?" Hans Montrose leaned against the rundown railing and lit a cigarette.
"Yours," Jared Quinn sneered coldly. "You started plotting since lody Thorne married . Everything you’ve said about letting go for her happiness because you couldn’t have her is all fake. Only she would believe that nonsense.
Because three years ago, you were just an award-winning actor, and your strength couldn’t fulfill your ambition to take lody Thorne away from . So, under the guise of studying abroad, you started contacting the underworld, wishing to use their power here to compete with ."
"Exactly," Hans Montrose chuckled lightly. "Back then, in my youthful arrogance, I couldn’t bear to see the girl I watched over since childhood end up warming another man’s bed. So I was jealous and joined forces with the underworld, built my influence over three years.
Just when I wanted to use them to confront you, I realized you were faster than . Timmy turned out to be your child with lody Thorne, and she knew all along. Each ti I made up my mind, it was shattered again and again. When I was in the cold hospital planning to strike at the Quinn Family, you were even harsher, destroying all my efforts ahead of .
If you hadn’t acted first, the one destroyed now would be your Quinn Family!"
Jared Quinn’s expression was indifferent. His eyes never left lody Thorne as she was lifted to their eye level on the platform, his fingers holding a cigarette, leisurely smoking. "If you hadn’t used Wendy Lynch to put sothing in my coffee causing to fall ill, perhaps I wouldn’t have discovered all this. The Quinn Family might have been ruined by you."
Their unhurried tones made lody Thorne and Kiki Sutton shiver. It turns out everything was part of a grand sche that started long ago, and these two won knew nothing.
"So, how about we have one final showdown?" Hans Montrose leaned on the railing, his eyes cold and shimring.
"Go ahead."
The response was sowhat casual, but it was inevitable.
"Hans Montrose, what do you want?" lody Thorne’s voice carried a hint of agitation. "Don’t do anything rash. If you turn back now, I can pretend nothing ever happened. You can continue being the award-winning actor."
"For him, of course, you can disregard everything," Hans Montrose turned around. "But we n have our ways of competing."
Every man has his pride, isn’t weak, especially for the sa woman, he won’t give up until the end!
Hans Montrose pressed the remote control in his hand, and two circular gates opened simultaneously, revealing two doors not far from behind lody Thorne’s railing. "Today, let’s compete in the most direct way, shall we? For example, whoever can reach her first, she will be theirs. As a man, I think you should keep your word, right? Let’s wager her today!"
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