See You Never, Mr. Lamont by Coral

Chapter 256 The Walking Dead

A sense of déjà vu.

Perhaps overwhelmed by sorrow, Claudia cried herself into unconsciousness. Considering her already fragile health, Horace didn’t hesitate to pick her up.

Horace suddenly felt a chilling gaze directed at him.

He furrowed his brows, looking in the direction of his gaze. Even though he was prepared, his pupils still slightly constricted.

The man’s tall figure stood under the large tree, towering like a pavilion, unable to conceal the man’s sharp aura.

As a man himself, Horace sometimes couldn’t help but feel inferior in the face of his handsome appearance.

Upon meeting Edmond’s cold gaze, a mysterious smile crept up the corners of Horace’s lips.

The warm, soft lips moved slightly, uttering a few words faintly.

Not far away, Edmond’s eyes were terrifyingly deep.

Horace said, it’s late.

He forcefully suppressed the murderous intent within him, his feet felt as if they were nailed to the ground, watching Horace leave with his eyes wide open.

“Young Master, we… aren’t going?” The young man next to him asked bravely.

He had just seen the young master wanting to rush over, why didn’t he move when he saw his rival in love now?

What are you afraid of? If you’re a man, just take it!

He screamed in his heart.

Magnus didn’t know what he was thinking. His deep eyes were like starlight falling into the deep sea, with no extra expression on his face. He stood alone, indifferently looking at this world that had little to do with him.

The silent moonlight fell on him, both desolate and lonely.

The next day, a big news shocked the whole Adron.

The police dismantled an organ trafficking ring and also detained Tristen.

It turned out that over the years, in order to make money quickly through plastic surgery, Tristen had been involved in many illegal

activities, including collaborating with organ trafficking gangs.

As soon as the news about Tristen got out, it immediately topped the trending list.

Gradually, people began to question the authenticity of the previous press conference.

answer, the incident with Edmond was also a hoax, the previous fire was just an accident, it was

and for a while,

the prison, Rosalie was deep

care of her inside. The things sent to her were also quietly delivered. Gradually, everyone knew that she was under someone’s protection. Until Tristen’s press conference, Rosalie was

doing well and in control of the Lamont family, her coming

was waiting, waiting for Tristen to figure out a way

heard Tristen came

Wasn’t he

good relations with some underground businesses, and was busted by the police!”

off, the people inside never

up, pointing at the middle–aged woman who was speaking and yelled, “What the hell are you talking about! How could Tristen be here if he’s fine? You damn bitch, I think you

long time inside, Rosalie had picked up some swear

rolled his eyes and stopped talking, but a

Tristen also come in?

what Tristen had been up to all these years. The thought of him getting involved when the truth

Tristen had come in too, they would have

manor, Claudia was sitting on the

opened gently, the butler whispered, “Ms. Seraphina, Mr. Lamont has

a book, paused. With a slight lift of her eyebrows and eyes, she immediately noticed Abel,

had crazily held a press conference, she sent someone to

Claudia waved

came over and

for “auntie” was much

the dark about recent events through the nanny, you should already

and sure enough, she saw a hint of indifference in Abel’s eyes.

country, and it certainly had some impact on

all, don’t worry Auntie,” he said, his small chin

seen a lot in this world. I’ve long considered my dad dead. This bad man, he’s not my father

collaborating with an organ trafficking gang, such a bad person was not worthy to be his father.

out a slight

at such a young

mother was imprisoned, his father died and came back to life only to commit crimes again, and his most beloved

you’ve called me auntie, I’ll speak frankly, Abel. You’re still young now. Would you like to follow me? After you turn eighteen, you can stand

looked at her in

head, “I can stand on my own two feet now.

Claudia: “……..

own children, and you will marry Uncle Horace in the future, it’s not

along was like carrying a burden, he would

to burden the only person in the world

I’m young, I can learn to manage the

grinned widely, calmly rejecting