The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 514 The Price of Arrogance

With others present, father and son kept their exchange minimal–just a few hollow expressions of sorrow, nothing real.

White watched his father putting on a performance and felt a sharp stab of irony. So this was what it looked like… The same kind of act he himself had put on in front of Jonathan and the others. It was laughable now.

To anyone unaware, Victor’s concern might have looked genuine–like that of a good father.

White couldn’t stay long. He was to be escorted back in thirty minutes. Just before he left, Victor said:

“You don’t need to worry about your mother and your sister. I’ll take care of them.”

White’s face changed instantly..

How could this be?

His mother was one thing, but his sister… He’d hidden her well. No one close to him even knew she was his sister. So how did Victor find out?

Seeing the success of his provocation, Victor gave a faint smile and added, with deliberate weight,

“Do cooperate. Don’t give me more to worry about.”

It was a warning. If White tried anything, his sister would be in danger.

That sister had been born from his mother’s later relationship–with a different man. They were half- siblings.

Logically, someone like White–cold–blooded and ruthless–shouldn’t be shackled by sentiment.

But for her, he made an exception.

She was the only person who had ever given him warmth.

And now, Victor was hinting that White should end things on his own.

first and only

your arrogance will cost

turned and

He hated being contradicted–especially by

restored his gentlemanly façade.

you for

respond. He never underestimated Victor. Without

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glanced at Maddox and

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pause: “What

by

the private room, White lowered his voice and whispered an address to

sincerity in his eyes–almost pleading.

was unclear if

took White to the vehicle, but

call. “Send another car.

a moment later and, seeing the heavy protection surrounding

villa had been booked in advance. Surveillance and security surrounded the entire area. It had been swept repeatedly. Nothing should

how

here, it

his view, there was no such thing as

response,

once again escorted in. The journey was

car he’d planned to use had suffered brake failure and been struck by a large truck. Everyone

Stone’s face hardened.

his last–minute decision, he’d be the one

White. White shrugged. “I’m a victim

If it weren’t for White, his men would’ve