Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 807:

Kallie managed a forced, weak smile, unable to respond. Cody then turned his attention to Freya, who was lingering nearby, and scowled with impatience. “Who told you to come here? Leave!”

Freya, older and more defiant than Rola, protested, “Father, I wish to attend today’s banquet. See, I’ve dressed for it.”

Cody just scoffed. “Then I’ll have the servants ruin your dress.”

To others, it sounded like Cody was merely threatening Freya.

But Freya knew better. Cody could actually follow through, even though she was his daughter.

Stung by the humiliation, Freya bit her lip and walked out, throwing a furious glare at Kallie as she left.

Kallie, however, remained unbothered by Freya’s anger. She turned to Cody and asked, “Are you trying to make an example out of them?” It was clear he wanted her to understand that his ruthlessness extended even to his own family. If he could treat his daughters this way, then outsiders would get no mercy.

Cody raised an eyebrow, surprised by her insight. When not consumed by anger, he seemed like a straightforward and honest man. “Miss Nixon, you’ve got it wrong. I genuinely feel bad for what my daughter did to your girl, and I truly hope we can be friends.

impression, I don ‘t know how else to make

was filled with what appeared to be sincerity. His words seemed to come straight from the heart.

up with

and began shaking violently, foam

in peril, making it seem inappropriate for anyone to leave under such circumstances. Consequently, the guests remained, their attention

personnel hurried around the venue,

hushed conversations floated

“Maybe he was poisoned?”

on such claims. We’re in

exactly beloved, considering the ruthless deeds committed by his Snow

her career’s climbing

not wise to

that Kallie’s riches are dubious. After Jake’s mysterious death, she held no funeral for him. And let’s not forget she’s taken over the Reeves

let these whispers go unchecked. She

deep in their chatter, froze and exchanged mortified looks as

from your conversation. What’s