“Maybe you think I’m lying now. If you do, consider seeing a psychologist to retrieve that buried memory.”

Gabriel turned to Oliver and said, “Let’s go.”

Oliver looked sorrowful. Gabriel looked at Mandy, then spoke seriously, “We’ll discuss this more.”

“Okay.”

After Oliver and Gabriel left, all the search and rescue personnel departed, and Warner Manor returned to its usual calm.

When everyone had left, Bradley grabbed a teacup from the table and hurled it at Mandy, who dodged it, and it shattered at her feet.

“B-Bradley,” Mandy said in fear, stuttering.

clutching Mandy’s throat. His

“Bradley…”

Bradley might

stared coldly at Mandy’s face, finding no admiration in her delicate features. “Mandy, tell me, what did you

was hoarse with

things I haven’t approved. This is

when she thought it was over, Bradley slowly released his grip, and she fell to the ground like

delicate fingers touching her neck. She thanked her stars she hadn’t had her neck altered during her plastic surgery, or

Esther will

going

breath, but Bradley’s grip on her

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