Cory’s face was clouded over with disdain. “Obviously, I’m taking a picture of my lovely ex-boss. Aubree was the one who made me who I am today. How can I possibly forgive her so easily?”

As he spoke, an ominous aura radiated from him as if he were a devil from hell. There was an imminent chill in the air that seemed to come from his sheer hatred toward Aubree.

Frieda couldn’t help but shudder at his demeanor.

“Have you gone insane? The Pearson family is already in ruins. How are you still not satisfied yet?”

Cory snickered. “I won’t be satisfied until she truly gets what she deserves. Besides, she did this to herself!”

He narrowed his eyes and began scrutinizing the people in front of him.

“You don’t have to play pretend around me, Ms. Queen. Don’t you want to shut her up for good too? In fact, you’re probably still getting threatened by her, right?”

Frieda’s eyelids quivered as she forced herself to look away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

She might have done her best to play it off, but she had faltered for a little bit too long for Cory to miss it.

so you better not get in my way. If not, I’m not afraid to drag you down with me. I only

spine and found herself at

tucking his phone in

she watched his retreating figure, she began to feel something

she noticed he was limping. One of his legs was

words suddenly popped into

really captured by those people

herself, but she knew how ruthless those people could

to imagine the torture Cory must have

curious about how he had managed to

wonder he hates

prime getting reduced to such a state truly

Aubree and Cory had fallen so

I can’t become

bag and hurried out of the

plan to get rid of the bloodsucker named

Cory continued limping with difficulty into a small alley. He was drenched in sweat even after such a simple

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