Chapter 11

Samson looked at William. His tone was gentle but carried a hint of anger. "Mr. Wilson, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you need to stick your nose into my business, Mr. Lynch?"

"Mr. Wilson, you and Linda aren't together anymore. You should have some self-respect, for both her sake and your own."

William chuckled and ignored him. He had a dominating presence, especially with the chilling air emanating from him. His overpowering coldness pressured everyone around him. Arrogantly, he opened the passenger door. "Are you going to get out of the car yourself, or do I need to invite you out?"

His tone was threatening, completely different from the gentleness from the night before. It seemed that gentleness was only reserved for that night.

A chill swept over Linda. She sighed, wondering what had happened to William overnight. However, one thing she was clear of was that she could not drag Samson into this. This wasn't Novena, so it wasn't Samson's territory. If he were to confront William, it wouldn't end well for

him.

Linda unfastened her seatbelt, and William took one step back.

"Linda!" Samson yelled anxiously. He could handle the security guards at the Wilson residence, but he couldn't single-handedly confront William's well-trained bodyguards. Linda smiled at him. "It's okay, Samson. I'll handle it."

She turned to William and said, "Mr. Wilson, let him go first."

"Come with me, and I'll let him go." William's demeanor remained unchanged.

Linda couldn't understand how she fell in love with such a man. "Fine, I'll

on your word,"

"I'm not full of lies like you."

Hearing his words, Linda felt heartbroken.

go with you.

You can't go back

As the car started,

she relaxed.

got involved, Linda

on, he grabbed her jaw. She widened her eyes, trying to push him away, but he pinned

we agree that

Chapter 11

have nothing to do with you. I mean what I said. What

now?"

angry, William laughed, mocking her. "Are you really planning to start over

few seconds. "What am I running away from? William,

saying."

out a

from a business trip, which she treasured deeply and wore all the

we're divorced, I gave me in the

lly wouldn't

I left

left behind would be a

smile was sinister,

glare. Her

you know where this came

at the Wilson residence. Mr. Wilson, it's your house. You can get

want."

from me but

suddenly laughed out loud as she came

suspecting that I'm

and anyone there could've taken it. How can you be sure that it was me? "No mastermind would be so stupid to leave behind incriminating evidence

didn't even touch my phone. How

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