Peter couldn’t help but worry.

“Will Cathy…”

“She wouldn’t dare.

Mark’s actions had nearly pushed Cathy to the breaking point.

As long as she wasn’t utterly reckless, she wouldn’t dare utter a word.

Peter nodded, waiting in quiet vigilance.

At nine o’clock in the evening, the phone rang again.

It was the same voice.

“Mr.

Evans, your former flame, Cathy Wilson, is in our custody… Huh, you seem to be quite fortunate in love.

women around you are all

composed tone,

voice dripping with sarcasm as he remarked, “If you wish

knows if she’ll meet the same

Mark inquired, “Where are you? How do

man crudely fondled

he jeered, “It

Cecilia stood stunned.

She couldn’t believe it.

off the feeling that

night, Mark

driver parked the car outside, while the bodyguards and

chip in hand,

the

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