A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 171

When Matilda saw Horatio, her gut reaction was to boot him out. “What’s your game now, Horatio? Get the hell out of her place!”

Horatio pushed forward, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly. “Where is she? Tell me where Chloe’s hiding!”

Matilda sneered. “In your dreams, I’m not telling you anything.”

Horatio’s hand was raised to strike her, but he restrained himself. “Give me Chloe’s address. Or believe me, I can make your life a living hell.”

Matilda burst out laughing. She was curious to see just how far Horatio could go, thinking he was just bluffing with his threats.

Horatio, unfazed, dialed Chloe on his phone and spoke with a threatening calm. “Listen up, you’ve got ten minutes to show your face here, or else your little friend gets it!”

The response from the other end was fierce. “You bastard!” Chloe’s voice erupted through the phone. “What kind of man are you? Don’t you dare lay a finger on Matilda!”

With a snap of his fingers, several of Horatio’s goons dressed in black barged into the apartment. They pinned Matilda down on the carpeted floor, her body held tight as she struggled.

Horatio grabbed her chin, his smile cold.

“How about it, Chloe? Your friend’s quite easy on the eyes. Maybe I’ll give her a try?”

on her, and I’ll kill you!” Chloe roared from the other line. “Come at me,

into the phone. “Your choice, Chloe. Get over here, or your BFF will pay the price. I’m a

in a rage. Declan, who had been observing her meltdown with a grin, couldn’t help but comment. “Looks like Horatio’s desperate to

with red. “Mr. Yeager, I can’t stay here today. Matilda’s in trouble because of

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but he’s got some limits. He wants you, Chloe, not

dropped to an icy tone. “Are you defying me,

I can’t stand by. He’s holding a knife to my weak spot,

Declan sneered. “You’re just going to give in? Sleep

drained of color. “Wasn’t it you who sent

party tonight, and you’re coming with

Declan. “Are you really pushing me this

laugh was cruel. “Pushing you? Chloe, you flatter yourself.”

more than a dog to him.

her purse strap twisted in her grip, Chloe faced him. “I’m a person, Declan. A living, breathing person.

you along with Matilda,” Declan warned with a tilt of his chin. “Sit down, make up, get dressed. We’re leaving at

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