Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Refusing To Be 733

Chapter 733.

Wesley stopped between the two of them, and he said righteously, "That's

enough, why do you need to fight each other? At worst, from now on, he wil give up the idea of getting his inheritance rights. Let me take him away, and he will never appear again in front of you again."

Until that moment, Wesley still spoke in a high and bossy tone, not realizing his mistake.

If it were a few years old, Alexander would definitely be very sad. But at that moment, he only slowly moves his bloodshot eyes towards Wesley's face, and the corners of his mouth carved into a smile that was not a friendly smile. He spoke like a devil, "It is all already mine, what does he need to give them up? Wesley Sterling, if I were you, I would get lost, and not be an eyesore."

"What did you call me?"

In the past, Alexander usually addresses him as Mr. Sterling, but at that moment, he nonchalantly addressed him with his first and last name.

Alexander couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

He looked down and coldly stared at Solomon, "You don't want to say it, do you? I have ways to get you to speak out."

After that, Alexander grabbed Solomon's arm and dragged him on the ground. Solomon was still bleeding, and the scene was no different from the scene of a body dumping.

smooth sailing. He grew up under the protection of his parents.

he really felt fear. Alexander was like a different

me!" Solomon began

to Solomon in front

methods he would use when they

situation had already begun to spiral out of

no choice but to

about anything that much, he only hoped

out of Alexander's hands

or I'll report you to the

tracks. He turned his head and glanced at Wesley, "Call the police? Do you think you have the

chin slightly, and Lucas went forward

are you

I gave you the opportunity to leave, but you brought this upon yourself. Since you two want to be guests, as the host, of course I have to entertain you well. Butler Benson, take the two guests to the small courtyard where

stared at the butler fiercely, "Benson, don't listen

but you don't have the right to command me now. This family belongs to the young

forcibly took the two away, Eloise screamed, and even her

my son, Alexander,

to blame me, blame me. You should come at me. Let

glanced at the half dead person on the ground and said softly, "It's