The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1227:

The quiet was broken by muffled voices in the background—someone apparently doing repairs and seeking Juliet’s input.

Juliet snapped at them to leave. Just as Cliff was about to end the call, Juliet’s piercing scream shattered the tension.

There was a clatter as the phone dropped, followed by distant, chaotic sounds. “Cliff, help me!”

When Cliff arrived at Juliet’s side, the immediate danger had passed.

Juliet flung herself into his arms, trembling. “I thought he was going to kill me!” she cried, clinging to him desperately with each shuddering breath.

Cliff remained stoic as he firmly disentangled himself from her grasp, his eyes fixed on the troublemaker. It was the attacker from this morning, freshly out of custody and already stirring up trouble. Raw fury contorted the attacker’s features as he lunged forward, screaming at Juliet, “You witch! You killed my wife and child!” Despite her obvious fear, Juliet’s response dripped with venom. “How dare you blame me? Accidents happen every year. Perhaps it was simply fate—maybe your wife and child deserved their end!” Her cruel words ignited something primal in the attacker. With unexpected strength, he broke free from the security guards’ grip and charged toward Juliet, fist raised.

Juliet scrambled behind Cliff with a shriek.

with practiced speed, the attacker’s military training and burning hatred fueled an explosive burst of

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Cliff anxiously. Cliff shrugged her

by his dismissal, Juliet withdrew and busied herself contacting the PR team to contain the

insisted on tending to his

hadn’t come just to play the hero. He fixed her with a penetrating stare. “What’s the connection between the tunnel collapse and the Foster family? Be clear with me, or I’ll shut this project

expression. “It’s… it’s complicated. This will take some

at home, the evening had crept past

reaching Cliff three times without success. He turned to Laney with a reassuring smile. “He must be caught up with work. Come on, let’s eat—no sense

maintaining a neutral expression so Philip and

should stay home, and he’s arranged a driver to take you to and

it.” Laney forced a smile. She tried to push down the rising tide of emotions, but questions kept bubbling up. Why was Cliff perpetually busy? Had he

of seeing Cliff tonight, Laney started toward