The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice

Chapter 103

“You can go.”

After quite a while, Delbert forced the words out of his gritted teeth.

Marc, noticing his anger, thought for a moment and advised, “Calm. down, Delbert. This isn’t the time for rage. Let me help you deal with that scoundrel.”

“Go!” Delbert repeated, his voice heavy with bitterness.

He sat on the sofa with a chilling intensity in his downward gaze.

Delbert couldn’t believe that Vernon and Nora had the guts to deceive. him. He felt like his pride had been injured.

He had wrongly believed Vernon, misunderstood Harriet, and even

had a rift with her.

Marc sensed an impending storm and reluctantly left.

Delbert remained on the sofa, silent and expressionless, from noon

until evening.

he was thinking, nor did anyone dare

him.

around him terrified

night fell, there was a sudden downpour,

resembled a vengeful spirit rising from

and pushed open the

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creak of the

room, Delbert spotted a bulge under

stood by Harriet’s bed, gazing guiltily at

a special place in his heart, a

sever.

lay there, tormented

a mother prepared medicine as her daughter, carrying a medical book, played nearby,

stormed in and forcefully took away the little

in fear.

mother, terrified, tried to intervene, but the man knocked her down and warned, “If you want your daughter back,

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