A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 987

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“This is Heaven’s retribution against you!”

Every word that Alton spoke struck at Terence’s vulnerability. His main objective was to force Terence to leave.

However, Terence did not give in. Instead, he stood outside the door with a somber expression, refusing to budge.

Suddenly, Alfred’s ears perked up before he vanished into the darkness of the night.

In the next moment, he appeared in front of the young girl, who had been hiding behind the stone, secretly eavesdropping on the conversation.

“Ah!”

Marilyn shrieked in surprise as she fell on her backside due to his sudden appearance.

“Didn’t Old Mr. Quillen tell you to wait in the car? What are you doing here?”

Alfred narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized her, emitting a menacing aura.

“I-I…” Marilyn was terrified, shuffling backward on her buttocks. Her mind was racing as she knew that Alfred was truly capable of harming her!

spoke just in time, forcing Alfred to

Marilyn felt as if she had narrowly escaped a disaster as

pounding with a

Frankly, she didn’t even know that these upper-class elites would consider such casual conversation a secret. Even though she had no clue what had happened, she couldn’t help but wonder why they were being so secretive. It’s not

better, even if

least invite me in for tea!”

Terence refused to leave, he sighed and

two large dogs in the

when they saw Terence and Alfred. It was as if they

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you returned? Don’t you

a car accident. After a police investigation, the accident was

burial,

and a horde of assassins. They were all after

that incident occurred, Terence had always done his best to avoid visiting

heirs. Regardless, he understood that deep down, whenever he stepped foot in his hometown, it would inevitably attract people, people who wanted to get their hands on the Heart of the

came to realize that someone was

that all their efforts would be in vain as long as Terence

would have the audacity to come back to Anchortown after

he could only grit his teeth and

But we’re all getting old. Eventually, that responsibility will have to be passed on

“Who?” Alton asked.

granddaughter and my