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

G-Class. As the car started, Linda saw Samson

she relaxed.

as no one else got involved, Linda didn't care what William did

what was going on, he grabbed her jaw. She widened her eyes,

"Last night, didn't we agree that we

Chapter 11

leaving Osmo and will have nothing to do with you. I mean what I said. What

now?"

planning to

am I

saying."

a

bought for her from a business trip, which she treasured

but you bought it. Since we're divorced, I gave me in the

lly wouldn't

left all

Anything left behind would be a lingering attachment. So, she left

you still pretending?" William's smile was

cold glare. Her heart felt like

you know where this came

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

want."

from me but left this bracelet

loud as

suspecting that I'm the mastermind behind

I left my things at the Wilson residence, 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 like this.

you in the apartment, and I didn't even touch my

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