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.

keeps ruining my plans! That thing with that old woman was all her fault too!” Bennett’s voice dripped

project? Just

first set his sights on

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

major share, a smaller portion

to help, but … the project

suspicion grew, and she pressed him with a sharp

a soft, persuasive voice. “How could I trick you? I would never deceive you, my precious daughter!” Bennett added, trying to calm her down. “Trust me, Leah. The risk is

wore thin, and she ended the call abruptly.

Sophie had always insisted that she call them “Daddy” and “Mommy” when they were alone, claiming it would sound more affectionate than “Mom” and “Dad.” Leah couldn’t suppress her

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up in bed. His shirt was unbuttoned at the chest, and his muscular arm was

gently placed his fingers on Emyr’s wrist to

remained silent, Emyr raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with sarcasm. “So, I’m worse

usually composed and calm, couldn’t help but shoot

said, “You’re the only one who would joke around when

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