In the study, Ryan poured a glass of wine for Justin, but the latter refused. "I didn't bring my driver today, so I'll have to drive. I won't drink."

"I didn't expect you two to come over tonight."

Ryan drank the glass of wine himself, then put it down. His tall figure leaned against the desk lazily as he casually fished out a cigarette and lit it.

He inhaled deeply, almost greedily, as if he wanted his organs to be surrounded by smoke.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Justin slightly narrowed his eyes.

"I'm okay."

"You told me Carrie doesn't like the scent of cigarettes, so you've cut down on smoking for her. Yet this ashtray looks like a graveyard. It's probably twice as much as before."

Justin immediately activated his protective mode and said sternly, "Do you want my sister to hug a chimney to sleep every day? Do you still want a kid like this? Don't you know you need to quit smoking and drinking if you want children?"

Ryan listened to his advice and immediately threw the cigarette on the floor, extinguishing it under his shoe. "Don't you have something to discuss with me?"

you do it?" Justin asked

a lot of stuff. Which one are you talking about?" Ryan's expression was

Art Academy. You got someone to kidnap him and stab him ten times. He's still in the

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you think you went too

used to be. You are the Hoffman Group's CEO, not a gang leader. Your every move is under scrutiny by the company and the public. You're not alone, either. You have Carrie now. There are a thousand methods for you to teach that man a lesson, but you chose the riskiest

I think I've shown that brat enough mercy. I should've left his body in the wild and let the stray dogs tear him

bastard using Carrie as a shield and pushing her to that lunatic, Carrie wouldn't have

moment, Justin's phone buzzed. Ian sent him

looked down and pressed on

didn't

just sent me a message.

he then smiled coldly. "He deserved it.

was heavy. He shook his head helplessly and angrily. "If Carrie knew this is how you sought justice for her, she might have nightmares for

won't let her

violently surging beneath his eyes and overflowing with mad

and more obsessive? When it comes to Carrie, you can't stay calm." Justin's tone sank,

I almost lost her forever, yet you ask me to

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