“Hey! What are you doing!?” Cordelia cried and ran to put herself in front of her husband.

“I’m not doing anything!” The man looked malicious. “Ask your husband how he used to serve me… Hah, he’d put his hands up when I flicked the ash. His palms are my ashtray!”

“You—”

“Pretty, did you think you married some nice guy?”

The man scanned Cordelia from head to toe, his gaze unsettling her.

“Heh, the lowest of thugs. He was looked down on when he was in prison, and you’re treating him like a gem?” the man scoffed. “Marcus, you lucky b*stard!”

“That’s enough!” Cordelia shouted fiercely. “I don’t care who you are. This is a public space. If you disrespect my husband again, I’ll call security!”

The man’s gaze was sharp. “Marcus, why are you still so useless? Do you only know how to hide behind a woman?”

“Uh… is something wrong?” Seth, who came later, looked at the few people, lost and sweating.

He was the most worried about Linda, so he stood next to her. Before he could go close, she stepped to the side to keep some distance from him.

heard the man snort

carefully checked Marcus

she had lost her soul. As the men left, her gaze followed. A while later, she bit her lips and sprinted

to stop her, but the pang in his heart hurt so much that he

chase to

saw a dozen luxury cars driving over slowly from a distance, and tens of men in black lined both sides. Someone pulled the

for a glance before he got into

as

turned over to her, looking on

were Nicholas’ impassive words. “I don’t

a buzz in Linda’s ears. “What

man did not repeat himself but ducked his

leaving Linda on the spot with her vision blurred by her tears while her heart pained like it was cut. When the last car was about to leave her sigh, she suddenly

You said that you were going to take care of me for life!

“Nicholas Thompson—“

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