Six Brothers Plea for Forgiveness

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?

with disdain. She wanted to see how long Chloe could endure. She hadn’t seen

the Windhams will try to make you drop the charges.” “I know,” Alice replied, understanding the Windhams’s intentions. She wouldn’t relent,

her laptop. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, hacking into

feign vulnerability to gain Ethan’s sympathy and drain the Windham family’s assets. That was Chloe’s

remembered her past life; she’d exposed Chloe’s lies and Ethan’s evidence. No one had believed her; she’d been kicked out and died in a mental institution. She didn’t know if Chloe had

alone; someone was

of Chloe and Gavin in an encrypted album.

Chloe’s phone

her monitor

on

to

contacts.

cautious. He’d be difficult to deal with. But wasn’t he a rural migrant worker? How did he

didn’t believe

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approached cautiously. She called someone, Have you found out which room she’s in?” Mrs. Yates wanted to speak to Alice herself; she wanted to

trying to avoid being seen by Jack’s people, preventing

said, quickly

Yates patted her chest.“Goodness! Thank

released her but accidentally touched her injured arm, her face paling in pain.

I’ll take responsibility.” If Alice