Chapter 493

“Hah! The whole of Tarragon knows that Yvette wants to be married to you and make you hers, but what's this? After seeing Leader's face, the woman has fallen head over heels for him and is planning to cheat on you!”

Micah furrowed his brows, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

If this guy isn't Shannon's brother, he'll definitely get a taste of my fists.

“Why? Don't like it? Or do you think I'm wrong? Your woman was blatantly seducing the leader in front of all the executives. What a joke. You should be crowned loser of the year!” he continued.

After lifting his head and glaring at Holden, Micah said solemnly, “Cut the crap. Let me ask you. How are you going to help Shanny?”

Immediately, the smirk on Holden's face disappeared. He got up and walked to the door. “It has nothing to do with you. Of course, if you want revenge for your son, I can help you with that. I'll never let a single one of those who harmed my sister get away with this.”

Micah tightly pursed his lips and said with gritted teeth, “I want to meet Shannon. Let me see her.”

Instantly, Holden stopped dead in his tracks. Turning around to look at him, he enunciated his next words clearly, “Before my sister is proven innocent, I'll never let you meet her. I'll never let you near her either if the murderer is not caught.”

After saying that, he suddenly sneered as if something had occurred in his mind. “Come to think of it; we don't need to dirty our hands anymore. Since that woman messed with Leader, she's dead.”

Despite saying all that, Holden thought otherwise. He had to investigate the truth behind his sister's lost arm and the death of his nephew.

If Yvette was really the culprit, then too bad. She'll need to pay for my sister's lost arm and my nephew's life.

After Micah watched Holden leave the study, the former left the room too.

When Micah passed by the living room, he met Wendy, who was going up to the second floor with a bowl of soup in her hands.

“Ms. Hoffman,” he stopped her. “How's Shannon doing?”

a side glance, eyeing him closely before saying, “Her external wounds are almost healed, but if you ask me,

staggered two

too much for him

please take care of her during this period. I'll be forever in your debt, Ms.

Mr. Neyman, help her get revenge on her son's killer. If it drags on any longer,

she carried the bowl of soup up

in the middle of the living room. Lifting his head, he stared in the direction of Shannon's room on the second floor, ignoring the

knew their relationship had reached a dead end, and they had no way of freeing themselves from the

she went. He would not force her to do anything and silently

the visiting room, dressed in black with a white

and Victor emerged, escorted by

with the white flower on her

attire...

backward to stop tears from falling. In a hoarse voice, she said, “Father is gone. He passed away this afternoon. I have specifically requested your temporary

did he die? He was fine when I went to prison. It was only a few months!

anything and told him everything

Lionel and even helped

the succession rights, why

the funeral. Didn't he like you best? Then, you should deal with everything. Oh, I just remembered. You're a woman. According to family tradition, you can't send him off

how could you say that? Father worked so hard to raise you, so how

name me his successor. He even went so far as

all that,

time. Maybe I could shed a few tears just for show. But now? Someone else has possession of the Saunders family's assets. He didn't leave me my inheritance. Then, why do I need to think of him

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