Chapter 740

Although Catelyn had not fully regained consciousness, she could tell the man holding her to his chest was Cedrick solely from his scent.

Leaning in his arms, she let out a steady sigh.

"You have Windy now, so keep your nasty hand from the woman you shouldn't touch." Cedrick looked at David coldly.

Not wanting to be outdone by his imposing manner, David put one hand in his pocket and refuted, "It was your wife who threw herself toward me and held me. If you look carefully, you'll notice that she also crumpled my shirt. It's an Italean designer's handmade masterpiece that took months to finish."

"I've paid for the clothes, and the check will be sent to your office."

"Well, now. Thank you, deep pocket." David pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose and glanced at Maribel on the ground. "By the way, that lady is up to something disadvantageous to your wife. My opinion is...get rid of her, and leave no mark behind."

his enemies, did

text Catelyn had sent him for help, Cedrick's gut was telling him that Maribel had

Eason stopped the car and arrived on the scene. Seeing Maribel lying on the ground and Catelyn in Cedrick's

hoisted up Catelyn as he instructed Eason in a deep voice. Eason had disliked Maribel too, so he

behind Cedrick until they stopped at the door

in the text before she

the wound on his forehead. The drug he took earlier was making his body feverish, and he was sweating profusely. Blood flowed down his cheeks, adding a bit of hostility to his bloody red

open, he thought it was Maribel who brought Catelyn to his room and yelled, "Look at this sh*t, Maribel! That b*

at the door with Catelyn in

sight of

fell onto Eason's right

ground. After being dragged for

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