Chapter 117 Made an Exception

Bennett’s face, sharp and elongated, twisted in anger. His eyes burned with fury as he muttered, “I should’ve hired someone tougher to deal with her that time!”

Sophie blinked in surprise. “That time? You tried to hurt Charmaine? When did this happen?”

My

Bennett’s cheeks flushed red with rage. “What do you know about it, huh? You’re just a woman!”

Sophie, concerned, quickly responded, “I’m just worried the people you hired might not have been careful enough. What if they damaged her kidneys? What would we do if something happened to Leah?”

“Damaged her kidneys? They didn’t even lay a finger on her!” Bennett snapped, kicking the desk in frustration. His temper flared higher.

“Willard and Jonah are fools! They bought into her lies, and now they expect me to give them full background checks for the project? Am I their servant?”

Leah, who had been watching the heated video call from her computer, felt disdain for Bennett as he threw

a tantrum.

“They don’t believe Charmaine, of course,” Leah remarked dryly. “But now that Emyr’s backing her, they probably think she’s getting her info from him.”

Mentioning Emyr made Leah’s expression shift with conflicting emotions.

that old woman was all her fault

this project? Just find a way

was Bennett who had first set his sights on this

compete with the other powerful bidders. That was why he had asked Leah to persuade the Nelsons

share, a smaller

but … the project does carry some risks. If the Nelsons find out, they might reconsider and

a sharp tone, “Bennett, are you trying to trick

trying to calm her down. “Trust me, Leah. The risk is minimal. It’s just the project managers

patience wore thin, and she ended the call

and “Mommy” when they were alone, claiming it would sound more affectionate than “Mom” and “Dad.” Leah couldn’t

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# Finished

Emyr had not fully recovered and was propped up in bed. His shirt was unbuttoned at the chest, and his muscular arm was stretched out

his time checking Emyr’s heartbeat and then gently placed his fingers on Emyr’s

an eyebrow, his voice laced with

usually composed and calm, couldn’t help but shoot him

“You’re the

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