The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 787

The force was so brutal that it felt like the woman's scalp was being ripped off.

The woman let out a sharp scream.

"What are you screaming for?" Dylan frowned with annoyance.

The icy glare he fixed on her sent a jolt through her. She immediately swallowed whatever words she had been about to say.

"Mr. Pritchett, I was wrong," she said, holding back the pain. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

"I-I don't know. But it's my fault for upsetting you," she admitted without hesitation.

Dylan studied her for a long moment before suddenly smiling. "You're quick to learn."

her face twisting into an eager, sycophantic

never smile

smile faltered. At the same time, every trace of expression vanished from Dylan's face. His eyes were dark

but Dylan didn't hesitate

woman was taken away by an ambulance in the middle of the night. Before she was loaded into the ambulance, Dylan

He'd find a way to suppress the news. In fact, he might not even need to do that.

engine emitted a pleasant sound, which was

were only a few cars on the streets,

raced through the streets before finally easing to a stop. He then lit

he wanted now, so why wasn't he happy? Why did he still

finishing a cigarette, he went back home to his single-story

was one he

in the most expensive and prestigious area

overlook the entire city and also see the shimmering Amity Tower across the way. Dylan stared at the tower for a while, then

would be his, too. He'd stand in