“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.

They might be inside that room right now, on the windowsill, or in the bathroom, just like she used to be with him.

arms around

certain that no matter

three minutes before

“Maja, you do it.”

keycard back at him. “I’m not doing

hit the wall

immediately grabbed Maja by the

you asking for a

door swung open and Cornelia, clad in

She grabbed a

the chance to dodge, or more accurately, his mind went blank the

vase shattered against his head,

Maja, staring

however, didn’t spare him a glance

are

shook her head, rubbing

was heavy with the scent

then Cornelia turned

however, was drawn to the inside

bed was in disarray, clothes strewn about.

be heard from the bathroom. Undoubtedly they had

string in his head

“You’re coming with me!”

Cornelia bit into the webbing

just watched in silence as

while, Cornelia let go, her teeth

about me,

see him. Do you know how many exes he’s had? He’s

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