Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 680

Christina let out a deep breath; her expression strained with unease. “I just hope I didn’t make the wrong decision back then.”

Aspen did not bother to answer. Whether Christina admitted it or not, the truth was already clear.

Yet, here she was–desperately clinging to the belief that she had been right all along. It was laughable. No, it was downright pathetic.

Aspen found it amusing, but in a way, she was the same. She had been crushed by Andrew time and time again, only to refuse to accept it.

She had also kept chasing after her so–called dignity, convinced that she, Aspen of Bridgefields‘ Stevens family, could never lose. In the end, she and Christina were not so different.

The two women soon arrived at the Weller family estate.

had not seen Christina in a while, but the moment she walked through the door, he

to your senses and decided to crawl back to me. If that’s the case, I might be willing to give you another chance. Bring Stevens Corporation under my name, and I’ll make sure

disgust. “Harvey, you’re nothing but a perverted scumbag who sleeps with his own stepmother. Just

to beg, then what the hell do you want, you bitch? Whatever it is, I don’t have time for it. But don’t worry–once I’m done with my business,

much as lay a finger on Christie,

out a mocking laugh. “Aspen, drop the act. Do you really think your Bridgefields‘ Stevens family scares me? Anyway, just say what you need

back at Jayrodale Bank, you lied about calling Mr. Thatcher

his smirk returning. He mocked, “Took you long enough to figure that out. Christina, you really are exactly what Andrew said you were–just a pretty face with no brains to match.”

Thatcher’s life, he became one of his most trusted people. That

All she heard was Andrew had been important from the very

let me ask you something else–whenever the Stevens family was in trouble, you weren’t the one who stepped in to help

eyes and looked at her like she was an idiot. He scoffed, “Do you even have to ask? Why the hell would I help the Stevens family? Sure, back then, I wanted to get you into my bed, so I made a few small efforts to impress you. But every time I tried to take the spotlight,