Chapter 348 This Is the Strongest Evidence

Rose instantly raised her guard. The moment she asked the question, she could see the disdain in Nixon's eyes. Hatred radiated from his expression, and his lips morphed into a chilling smile. He replied, "I'm getting my revenge."

Revenge? She frowned. While they held grudges against each other, it had started with him. Despite this, she didn't think she could reason with him. "How are you going to get your revenge? Kill me? Don't forget, if you kill me, you can't escape the legal consequences."

Was she afraid of death? Of course, she was. But she also wagered that someone like him feared death more.

Surprisingly, he smiled after hearing her words. "Kill you? How would I dare?" He still had not forgotten what he had to endure from Jonathan previously.

His gaze deepened as he recalled those events. "Rose, you are something. When did you seduce Uncle Jonathan? Let me guess..." He pretended to ponder. However, his memory flashed in his mind's eye like a movie.

He tried his best to think of how she got close to Jonathan, and all the answers seemed to point to that night. "That day at the Lane family's birthday banquet... You went to his room, didn't you?"

That night, Jonathan had said there was a stray cat when he was standing by the window. That stray cat must've been Rose!

"No, that's not it."

There was something else he didn't understand. On that night, she showed him a marriage certificate. He had someone investigate who she was married to, but all he got was a result saying "Unspecified" in the spouse column.

Someone capable of concealing their real identity wouldn't be some ordinary person. She must have already gotten involved with Jonathan before that.

Jonathan? You didn't know he was Mr. Finch at the beginning, did you?" He was only guessing. But after catching a glimpse of sadness in

I knew it. The Finches aren't ordinary people. Uncle Jonathan wasn't easily attainable either. Why would he care about you? You're just a toy

his words felt like a knife had stabbed Rose's heart. But she only felt like that for a moment. She met his gaze, and her lips curled into a faint smile. "That's right. I'm just playing along. Nixon, we're adults. You don't think I would be devastated

stared at her. Her soft chuckle made it seem like the sorrow that flashed in her eyes a moment ago was just his imagination. Suddenly, he

care about him, and perhaps more than she should. But how could she show it in

became more pronounced. "As you said, we are two different people from two different worlds. If he treats me like a plaything, why should I care

know. Why don't we play a game, Rose?" His cunning smile

immediately turned serious. "What

on his way here by now. Unfortunately,

the way, I was afraid you'd be too lonely. So I brought someone to accompany you." Silently,

recognized him

wheelchair around in a daze. When he saw her, he showed no awareness

Rose's concern in her eyes. He deliberately kicked the wheelchair, causing it to lose

expression as she struggled to free herself. Fortunately, the wheelchair was facing her

care less about herself. Watching the wheelchair coming toward her, all she could think about was stabilizing it to prevent Oliver from falling. The wheelchair collided with her. She grunted. Her entire body hurt, but he was the only thing she cared about

"Grandfather?"

wheelchair, preventing it from moving forward. She called out to him, but he was in a daze. He seemed to be frightened from the

you care about Mr. Young Senior. So unlike Kelly

about what Kelly made him do, Nixon's cold smile became

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