Chapter 239

Alice’s tone was dripping with sarcasm. Chloe gritted her teeth; once she controlled the Windham family, she’d make Alice suffer. She swore it.

Blake slapped Chloe.“What are you looking at? Apologize!”

Chloe winced.“Alice, it was my fault. I spoke carelessly, making Four resent you for years.”

Alice almost laughed.

Blake turned to Alice, his tone stiff.“You heard her. I was deceived; I misunderstood, and I made things difficult for you.”

“Oh,” Alice said flatly.“Finished? I’m leaving.”

As she turned, Blake called out,‘Alice, it was a misunderstanding. Can’t we reconcile?” Reconcile? Alice turned back. A few apologies, and we’re supposed to reconcile? What about everything I suffered?” A little bit of self–harm, and she’s supposed to forgive him? Impossible. Blake’s face darkened.“Alice, I’ll make Chloe suffer everything you did. Is that enough?”

Alice glanced at Chloe, saying deliberately, “That’s barely a start.”

Chloe’s face went white. She was in agony; wasn’t that enough? Did Alice want her killed? Blake tried to speak but was stopped by Alice. Mr. Windham, please stop.”

“You dare stop me?”

“Mr. Windham, your manager begged us to handle the assault case. But we’re working for M Alice now.”

Blake was furious. Did they think they could ignore him?

the injured Chloe with disdain. She wanted to see how long

Windhams will try to make you drop the charges.” “I know,” Alice

Alice opened her laptop. Her fingers flew across the

instructed her to feign vulnerability to gain Ethan’s sympathy

out and died in a mental institution. She didn’t know if

done it alone; someone was behind her, likely her father.

of Chloe and

Chloe’s phone

her monitor

on

to

contacts.

a rural migrant worker? How did he know so much about

could only wait. She didn’t believe Chloe could

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and mask, approached cautiously. She called someone, Have you found out which room she’s in?” Mrs. Yates wanted to

people, preventing her from approaching Alice. But Mrs. Yates tripped and fell.

Alice said, quickly catching her.

Yates patted her chest.“Goodness! Thank you,

her injured arm, her face paling

her sit down.“Are you alright? Need a check–up? I’ll take responsibility.” If

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