CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 215

Delia took advice from Allison and punched the spot she had mentioned.

Tricia glanced at Allison and fumed with anger.

When did I have plastic surgery on my nose, chin, and chest?

Slander!

Finley noticed the glare from Tricia to Allison.

She opened her arms, held Allison into her arms, and looked at Tricia. “Go on. Don’t stop. I’ll get even on you two later.”

Delia saw Finley and stopped the fight with a guilty conscience.

She put her scalded hand back to her back unconsciously.

Finley reminded Delia of Bryan’s cold and terrifying face.

When Delia was absent-minded, Tricia took the opportunity to push Delia to the ground. Then, Tricia kicked Delia on the belly with her high heels and said, “B*tch, you betrayed me. I won’t spare you.”

Delia grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and threw it at Tricia’s eyes.

“Ah…”

pain because some sand flew

the farce, clapped their hands,

one hand on the space

no move but pulled their

She got

and stopped her. “I haven’t vented my anger yet. How can you

in her eyes. “Finley, what do you want? Can’t

you and Tricia. None of my business. I came for personal grudges. You hurt my hand,

Finley insisted.

not a saint and had

because there was a physical wound on her

to teach Delia a

my hand. Aren’t you satisfied?” Delia bit her lips with red eyes.

right hand to

the ugly hand.

there was a scalding, a very bad

was now swollen.

me?” Finley asked with

build ties with the Turner family. I won’t mess with you again. Finley, I beg you. Could you please let me go? I’ve fallen

of pleading in Delia’s tearful eyes.

not cold-blooded.

didn’t expect Bryan to seek

warm feeling surged