Mona was tossed into a dark and cold room.

She was crawling all over the floor when she suddenly touched a leather shoe. The chilliness scared her, and she screamed.

The light in the room was turned on. It was glaringly bright.

Only then did she see what was around her.

Nicholas sat in the middle. His expressionless muscular underlings surrounded him.

Meanwhile, Nicholas was like the Devil that walked out of hell. The killing intent in his eyes was so scary that nobody dared to look straight at him.

Mona was dumbstruck. She could not say a word.

He was playing with a dagger in his hand while revealing a cunning grin at the corner of his lips. “Ms. Adams, I guess you haven’t heard… My wife had a miscarriage!”

Mona was shaking, her face pale.

“What exactly happened that night? Are you not going to tell me the truth?”

“Mr. Thompson, I…”

She could

handed the dagger to Ian. He

“Ahh—”

filled the

Ms. Adams.” Nicholas enunciated each

She covered her cheek while saying in a trembling voice, “Nothing happened between

you plot against

want to be famous

signaled Ian. He got it instantly. He pulled Mona’s hair and cut the other side of her

devastation. “It was her who asked me to

signaled Ian

floor, spasming. Her face

incoherent, “As long as the people around her are hurt,

almost shut out entirely at Imperial Media, so I thought I’d gain resources somewhere

piss off your wife at the same time… Cordelia would be hurt too if your wife was

Nicholas kicked straight at her

the floor. She was twitching from

and looked at Nicholas. “N, this b*tch isn’t done yet! When she’s done, you won’t have to do it. I’ll avenge your

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