Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Chapter 315 Apologize or Get Drenched?

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Elizabeth feigned innocence, blinking playfully. "What if Caroline resists, pushes me on purpose, or the wine spills on the floor and I slip? That wouldn't be good. So, Mr. Ellison, the best way is for you to pour

while I record.

David glanced at the glass of red wine, his brow arching slightly before he let out a quiet chuckle. "Fine."

That single word landed on Caroline's heart, sending tremors through her.

His ways of humiliating her grew crueler each time.

She should have been used to it by now. Yet, each time, the pain cut deeper, the sorrow weighed heavier.

David lifted the delicate stemmed glass, his long fingers tightening around it as he strode toward Caroline, one deliberate step at a time.

Elizabeth followed closely, phone raised, recording every moment.

Her face brimmed with glee, anticipating the spectacle about to unfold.

The entire room watched. After tonight, Caroline would never be able to hold her head high among her colleagues again.

Under the bright lights, she stood straight, her makeup still pristine, her lashes curled, her lips a deep

crimson.

her face

you one last chance, David said. "Apologize or

stared at the wine, its red hue striking against the crystal

"As

husband, I always give you choices, David said lightly. “You just

there ever anything between us? If there was no bond to begin with, where would the

slipped from David's lips, "Impressive. Your tongue is

sentence, she had dismissed everything

No bond. No sentiment.

tricks are far sharper than my

longer

simply stood

grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles

always been this

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Finished

Apologize or

avoid

for her,

chase

stayed, as if silently

you think I won't

"I never thought that."

fell, David raised his hand high,

red liquid