The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 409

Chapter 409 The Truth

At that time, Cindy, covered in blood, was carried out by Vincent.

The Olteran family lost its only hope.

Fortunately, Cindy was saved.

They all remembered that they had once poisoned an unborn life. The baby's crying laughter sent shivers down their spines as terrifying memories flooded their minds.

Dylan and Joe wouldn't be afraid of this if they hadn't done anything wrong.

But they were so scared.

In the monitoring room, Randall listened again to Cindy's story from back then. As Cindy's son, thinking about all the grievances Cindy had suffered in the Wallace family, he couldn't take it anymore. Fury overtook him as he leapt from his chair, sending it crashing to the floor.

He stormed out of the room without Patrick stopping him.

The matter was connected to the Olteran Group, so Patrick's heart boiled with resentment.

The hatred lingered for a long time. Back then, he had also looked forward to the birth of that baby.

In the end, that baby met such a fate.

In the next moment, Randall appeared on the surveillance footage.

The once timid Randall was now consumed by rage. His eyes were now filled with a fiery intensity. He charged forward and began pounding Dylan relentlessly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body radiated hatred. The deeper his rage, the tighter his fists clenched.

He pinned Dylan down. "I'll kill you. You almost killed my mom. Even killing you won't quench my hatred."

He punched Dylan again. "Dylan, go to hell."

previously scary "ghosts" were now

lights in the room suddenly

park

here were seeing Patrick for the first time. Seeing his

to Patrick, and

clear path. The manager and staff stood in respectful silence,

could feel the overwhelming aura of authority without even a

the room, bent down, and grabbed Randall by the wrist. Dylan, who had been pummeled to a bloody mess, was

the side, adjusted his pants, and then squatted beside Dylan. His arched brows shadowed a pair of cold eyes, glinting with icy authority, like a king holding endless power from his high throne. No wonder Randall had said earlier

slow, chillingly cold, instilling a deep-seated fear in Dylan. The fear was palpable, making Dylan want to

ordered you

tried to retreat, but Patrick's eyes flashed with a pressure that felt almost tangible.

Dylan stammered, "Dennis."

Patrick stood up, hands in his pockets, his expensive leather shoes gleaming coldly

little, lifted one foot and delivered a

passed out, and blood

saying little, lifted one foot and delivered a brutal

sixteen years ago. Now, it

about the

around and left

they left, an ambulance and medical personnel immediately rushed

way back, Patrick and Randall were in the

He said to Patrick, "Patrick,

the window, his

the violent Patrick, who kicked Dylan's head until it bled. His one kick was harsher

with such a

with his level of power and authority, lived in a world completely different

they all received the final payment from the Olteran Group on their phones, which was double

despite the monetary reward, everyone was left with a sense of dread

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