Chapter 147

Denise looked at the door with tears pooling in her eyes and she was about to go after Victoria when Vincent gloomily called out, “If you don’t want to see your daughter have a relapse, you should stay in the ward.”

“Vince, you think it’s my fault too?” She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and asked painfully while sobbing.

He turned away and did not look at her. His uninjured hand was tapping on the hospital bed, but the hostility and irritation were obvious on his face.

When Victoria stepped out of the room, she saw Christian and Glen standing not far away from the door. She coldly glanced at them before walking toward the stairs on the east of the hallway.

“Why didn’t you put on your shoes before coming out?” Christian walked to her side and pulled on her arm. He looked disapprovingly at her bare feet.

She turned her head to the side and looked at him darkly before pushing his hands away roughly.

“Mr. Thatcher is speaking to you. Why aren’t you answering?” Glen saw Victoria and raised his voice at her as he was reminded of his disapproval of her.

Victoria snickered and challenged him, “Why does it matter to you if I answer to him? Who are you to tell me to do things?”

“You—You brat!” He breathed heavily and had a hand over his heart. His face turned red as his breathing quickened.

“Ha!” She sneered. “I don’t have a hypocritical father like you. Don’t mistake me for your daughter! Also, I suggest that you learn to control your emotions. If anything happens to you, there’s no one here to rescue you!”

at Christian, who was standing by

as if he was

at him, turned around, and

shoes before you go out.” Christian frowned slightly as he walked past Glen and stopped in front of her. Glen still had his hand on his heart, but his breathing had calmed down. He looked between Christian and Victoria with unreadable eyes as he became

for the past two years boiled and shattered her sanity. Her voice sharpened as she shrieked, “You just want to see

expression was reflected in his eyes as complex feelings tugged at

“Keep your concern for the woman you love. I don’t need it. It’s a burden for me. You don’t need to warn or threaten me. I’m a selfish, ruthless person. If you force me, I’ll just die. I don’t care about the others.” She coughed and did not look at him anymore before leaving with a gloomy

right leg, but withdrew it back before it landed on the floor. There was an

your concern, President Thatcher.” Teresa had caught up with her and carefully told him, “Tori just

as his eyes sank and he unbuttoned his shirt. He gave Teresa a nod. “Okay.” With that, he did not say

her heart pounded, but she could not do or say anything about it. She dipped

talking about, have you made a decision?” Glen was back to his old elegant self, but his face was

they wanted to auction the land they received from the Coleman Family. Even though it was an auction, the purchaser would have already been decided before the day

“It’s no use for you to discuss this with me now. The highest bidder gets the land. If you really want this land, just prepare more money. There’s no need to

with uncertainties. So, it was hard to predict who would be the winner, especially since that piece of land in Glogan was a valuable one. Many companies were eager and would be trying their best to win the land. To outbid the rest of the companies during the auction, the Coleman Group would have

in the workforce for a few years now. Don’t you know that the final purchaser has already been

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