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."

the praise, the woman immediately brightened, her

never smile

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

woman realize something was terribly wrong. She immediately tried to leave, but Dylan didn't hesitate his grip on her hair tightened. Then, she was thrown to

the night. Before she was loaded into the

would probably catch wind of this. But so what? He'd find a way to suppress the news. In fact, he might not even need to do that.

emitted a pleasant sound, which was

showed signs of exhaustion at this hour. There were only a few cars on the streets, so Dylan could drive as

through the streets before

so why wasn't he happy? Why

cigarette, he went back home

one he had

located in the most expensive and

city and also see the shimmering Amity Tower across the way. Dylan stared at the

knew, soon, that would be his, too. He'd