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."

"ghosts" were now standing at the door, no longer looking terrifying. Only Randall couldn't

lights in the room suddenly

by the amusement park

the first time. Seeing his

was very respectful to Patrick, and

presence made them instinctively step back, giving him a clear path. The manager and staff stood in respectful silence, too intimidated to approach. No wonder Randall said earlier that no matter how amazing Vera was, she couldn't compare to

the first time, could feel the overwhelming aura of authority without even

Randall by the wrist. Dylan, who had been pummeled to a bloody mess, was on the verge of

like a king holding endless power from his high throne. No wonder Randall

chillingly cold, instilling a deep-seated fear in Dylan. The fear

ordered you

eyes flashed with a pressure

Dylan stammered, "Dennis."

in his pockets, his expensive leather shoes gleaming coldly in

foot and

out, and blood started

foot and delivered a brutal kick to

had been investigating a kidnapping case from sixteen years

was all about

left

they left, an ambulance and medical personnel

Patrick and Randall

to

window, his eyes filled with unprecedented

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

actually with such a

hit Austin: people like Patrick, with his level of power and authority, lived in

payment from the Olteran Group on their phones, which was double

was left with a sense of

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