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?”

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

staggered two steps

it was a little too much for him to bear when another person jabbed

around easily, but please take care of her during this period. I'll be

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

she carried the bowl of soup up the

standing in the middle of the living room. Lifting his head, he stared in the direction

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

he would follow her wherever she went. He would

Prison, Victoria sat in the visiting room, dressed

open, and

her in a black dress with the white flower on her head,

Your attire...

a deep breath, tilting her head backward to stop tears from falling. In a hoarse voice, she said, “Father is

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

hide anything and told him

to Lionel and even helped him obtain the position of

that I've lost the succession rights, why do I need to go to

get it, but I'll never go to 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 for the last

and she stared incredulously at her brother. “Victor, how could you say that? Father worked so hard to raise you,

he didn't name me his successor. He even went so far as to hand the Saunders family to the enemy. So, why

all that, he

time. Maybe I could shed a few tears just for show. But now? Someone else has possession of the Saunders

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