Chapter 80

Celena caught the impatience and hatred in Reginald’s eyes. Her heart, already in pieces, shattered further. Tears streamed down her face. Liam stepped in.

“Celena, no more tears! Don’t fret. Believe in me. This is nothing. I’ll

get that project.”

“However, you…” Worry and urgency painted Celena’s face, leaving

her at a loss for words.

“Nothing? You’re delusional! I’m eager to see how a broken and beaten nobody like you will pull this off!” Qemal folded his arms,

looking at Liam with venom and mockery.

arm was excruciatingly painful, and his hatred for

a vow to himself that one day, he

life. If he did not, he would not be Qemal.

the Abbott’ were no top-tier family in the sprawling Drunham City, they were stil big deal, and people sought their favor! Normally, Wasyl, just like Qemal, basked in the adulation of others. However, after Liam had humiliated him in front of a crowd, his pride was wounded, and he was seething with resentment.

pampered him; even the smallest injury would upset her for days. His broken arm had upset her. As Qemal fumed, she joined in, lashing out, “Right! Who does he think he is, spouting off like

glowered, his eyes filled with malice as he spat

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his heels. She had just burned bridges with Patrick Hughes and was then clinging to Wasyl for dear life. The

the hall was suddenly filled with a burst of color. A group marched

with a thud. One man presented

Wow!

the boxes were

jewels and precious stones, nestled among several brocade boxes. Yet, given their luxurious packaging, they were

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