Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Attractive Billioaire 168 Chapter 168 Who Was the Tycoon That Night?

This oath was venomous indeed; Caroline even used her most cherished child to swear by it.

It showed her resolve and sincerity. With such a dire oath, David had no choice but to believe her. "So," he said with a lowered voice, "it was all the Brooks family's doing?"

"Yes! What did I do wrong from the start?" Caroline demanded. "David, tell me, where did I go wrong? Why should I endure your humiliation and torture, suffer such a huge misunderstanding? Having these twins was not my choice. Marrying you was not my choice. I live so helplessly, manipulated by the Bros family again and again, sold off like an item, and in the end, I bear all the suffering. Just because I'm a orphan without parents to protect me, because I have no background and no one to support me, do I deserve this? David, tell me, am I wrong? I'm clearly. the victim here!"

"I carry this burden alone, but what about the culprits, the Brooks family?" she asked. "The Brooks family lives freely and unchecked, and Elizabeth? She's the woman you protect. They are above the law, while I am in agony!"

Caroline's hand fell weakly from David's sleeve.

David quickly caught it, drawing closer. "Then, Caroline, who was the tycoon that night who bought you?" She was startled.

David pressed. "Who bought your

"I... I don't know."

Caroline chose to conceal the truth

only

pretend

deeds of the Brooks family,

subjected to David's intensified torment and

pregnancy!

so intimate, who took your first time, and you say you

couldn't see his face at all. Moreover, he didn't speak the entire time, just left after he was done. After all, it was just a transaction; hè didn't want to reveal his true identity. I was so weak and desperate, I even thought of ending my life... How could I care what he looked like then? David, if you want to know who he is, you should ask the Brooks family.

my fault. David, now that you know everything, do you still blame me, hate me? Whom should I blame, whom should I hate? Tell me, am I wrong? Where did I go wrong?