Chapter 1140

“Maja, I don’t care what the hell you’ve taught Cornelia, but you’ve got to put her back on the straight and narrow, or I swear I’ll end you.”

Omar’s tone was venomous

Maja had no doubt that if she refused, Omar would not hesitate to pull a gun on her.

So she remained silent, casting a mocking glance as the car sped toward the hotel.

It wasn’t until they reached the hotel lobby and the receptionist treated Omar with the utmost respect that Maja realized why Omar knew about Cornelia and Antonio’s secret rendezvous. The hotel was owned by none other than the Casson family.

It was like a stab in the heart

From the moment Cornelia had decided to abort her child, Maja knew that this woman was capable of great things

Omar, holding the room keycard, stepped into the elevator, his expression noticeably off–kilter.

Maja stood by his side, noting his trembling fingers that missed the elevator buttons multiple times.

She thought, “Served him right, the bastard deserved this”

Maja watched coldly, making no attempt to assist

It took Omar a solid ten minutes to finally hit the right floor button.

Upon reaching the Presidential Suite where Cornelia was staying, he raised his hand to swipe the keycard open the door.

But he didn’t dare

Cornelia had already faced death once, and now Omar had his reservations.

He began to worry that his constant pressure would only push her further away, but he couldn’t stand the thought of her entangled with another man.

now, on the windowsill, or in the bathroom, just

to wrap her arms around his neck, promising to

of her affection was so evident, Omar was certain that no matter how far he strayed, she would

before handing the keycard to

you do

at him. I’m not doing your dirty

keycard hit the wall with a thwap

the throat, his face

for a

the door swung open and Cornelia, clad in a nightgown, stood

She grabbed

accurately, his mind went blank the

his head, and blood

staring

him a glance as she

Pennyfeather, are

her throat and gasping slightly.

heavy with

then Cornelia turned to Omar

gaze, however, was drawn to the inside of the

disarray, clothes strewn about. It was

water could be heard from the bathroom.

a string in his head had snapped, he roughly grabbed

with

Cornelia bit into the webbing of his hand, drawing blood.

watched in silence as she bit

a while, Cornelia let go. her

care about me, stop looking

when you see him. Do you know how many exes he’s had? He’s a musician, what

Cornelia laughed

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