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, Linda saw Samson being released,

she relaxed.

one else got involved, Linda didn't care what William did to

could ask what was going on, he grabbed her jaw. She widened her eyes, trying to push

voice trembled. "Last night, didn't we agree that we would have no

Chapter 11

with you.

now?"

you really planning to

I running away from? William, I don't

saying."

out a box.

a bracelet he had bought for her from a business trip, which she treasured deeply

bought it. Since we're divorced, I gave me

lly wouldn't

anymore. I left all

leaving nothing behind. Anything left behind would be a lingering attachment. So, she left

still pretending?" William's smile was sinister, and

guard by his cold glare. Her heart felt like it was

where

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

want."

from me but left this bracelet

laughed out loud as

you suspecting that I'm the mastermind behind Mrs.

there could've taken it. How can you be sure that it was me? "No mastermind would

in the apartment, and I didn't even touch my phone. How could I have

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