Chapter 314: You Lose Your Chance to Speak

His eyes were calm and clear when he was speaking.

Even experienced liars usually show subtle signs of deception.

Mr. Owen had studied micro-psychology for decades and had observed countless people. No one had ever escaped his keen perception.

“Emelia, apologize to Mr. Owen,” Franklin, her father, chimed in, touching his nose and speaking sternly.

Emelia didn’t think she had done anything wrong. She bit her rosy lip and reluctantly approached Mr. Owen, standing before him with a raised chin.

“Mr. Owen, I apologize. I got excited earlier out of anger. I hope you can overlook the fault of a nobody like me.”

Her proud demeanor didn’t look like an actual apology. It was a perfunctory gesture.

Mr. Owen couldn’t be bothered to argue with an ignorant young girl like her. He turned away and addressed Kelvin.

“Mr. Foley, I’ll take my leave. I suggest you consider looking for my junior.”

“Sorry, Mr. Owen, for the inconvenience today. Regarding the cooperation project, I will increase my investment.”

“Thank you.”

With that, he left without even looking at Emelia. She remained at the door, glaring at Mr. Owen’s departing figure with anger.

Vincent sternly warned her, his voice cold, “Emelia, I’ll warn you again. If you keep speaking recklessly, don’t blame me for punishing you.”

“I was just telling the truth…”

she could finish her sentence, Vincent silenced

“That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people,

time spent abroad and the life she led there still haunted her

want

silent, gazing at old Mr. Foley

give her a friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed, drifting into

seemed a bit too intense. The image of the

never met before, so how could the former plot against the

Eddie, then was it because of

blood sample earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg,

Adrian’s role

sky above, where the piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However,

decided to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious.

own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood of venomous snakes had triggered a frenzy in the

snake emerged from the round hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering an aggressive state,

the snake doesn’t hide, or I won’t feel safe sleeping

a poisonous snake hiding somewhere

herself, and answered her phone after it rang for

near the sofa…” Omari quickly approached, wearing rubber gloves,

“Hiss!”

lifted its triangular head high

careful of

could finish his sentence, a high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came

throbbing pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind incessantly, “Quick, don’t

said,

Vincent?

did Jonathan

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