The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2431

"It my condition acts in, til take the pill." Jace stared at the pill in his palm with a cold expression, his gaze blark and distant.

"The Boss instructed me to make sure you take it," Clarice replied. her suille sharp and mucking

Jace's brows forrowed as a chill ran through him. "Why?"

"It's the Boss's order, Why bother asking?" Clarice's eyes gleamed with malice. Jer smick was wicked, "What's the matter? Are you afraid Le Bossweats to Latur you? Have you lost faith in Lin?"

Jace's breath mught in his throat, "No."

"Jace, go swore an oath to the Boss. Don't you remember that you promised to serve him legally for life no matter what happens? Claries raised her chin, her voice cold and distill

"Even if he handed you paisun, you should just swallow it without a second thought. Isn't that what you pledged to! so why are you hestrating now? Don't disappoint atm, Jars"

The overwhelming pressure grew unbeatable.

Jace felt as if the cold barrel of a gun were pressed against his back, forcing him closer to the edge of a cliff. Une more step, and he would phimmer into a horrom less abyss, shattering on the rocks below.

[lis ja tightened he opened the pill bone.

Under Clarice's sharp gaze, he took a pill and swallowed it.

"Goad. Always remember that you belong to the Boss. Never forget where your loyalty lies."

With lat, Clarice chuckled. mockingly, he osture haughty as she tuned and walked away

Jace kept a neutral expression as he moved forward.

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of the surveillance eneses' sight. He took off in a sprint. Hurrying into the restroom, he loved the door and knelt by

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caired in pain as his body convulsed violently. With a guttural rich, the due

the toile bowl

streaked with cold, relay saliva. Jace looked utterly disheveled. Aloadshot eyes

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high-society elite, including Theodore, the councilman

than your yainger brother, who's impossible to deal with. He's so

I knew he wouldn't last as

chimed Ln. "Not justice; what doesn't belong

belongs to Young Master Grant. How could anyone think otherwise? Justin hought being president made him the heir

mockery continued,

of raising a wine glass, he sipped from a

with tea," Grant said smoothly. "Mr. Savoy, hope you

course nor President Salvador, you and I should collaborate more otten!" Theodore, who was usually very altpicky

"Then Mr. Savoy, I'll count on you for the As project."

with a loud bang Grant's secretary stumbled in, penic etched

are you doing?"

from where she had been serving tea at Grant's feet

calm, his voice steady. "What's