Chapter 1470 Sounds Like Mr North

She would be willing to lay down her life for him.

"Mr. Knowles, it's my fault for misleading them with the wrong information and causing harm to you and Ms. Benett. I am to blame for staining yours and Ms. Benett's reputation."

Brie's words caught in her throat as she felt a pang of pain thrum in her heart.

She had acted rashly based on her assumptions. Although Mr. North had misunderstood them before, he had never tried to spread false rumors about them.

Mr. North even suspected that Elisa was Winslow's daughter.

Brie wasn't privy to everything that happened, so he shouldn't be too harsh on her.

However, Winslow was insistent on letting Brie go.

"Elisa and I had finally been reunited by fate. She's my family member. If I couldn't even protect her from rumors, how is she able to trust me in the future? Just leave, Brie."

After considering everything, Winslow made the decision that Brie had to leave.

But Brie didn't want to go; she was adamant about staying by his side.

She inched closer to him on her knees. "Mr. Knowles, you could take my life, but please don't chase me away."

was a hoarse whisper as she begged

than Mr. North in many ways. Winslow

as he did with the other employees, considering all the years she had worked for

think I can keep you around?" he asked, his

me here anymore, and I would rather die than

him, her voice

die today, she wanted to die by his side. She had given her heart to him the day he took

in her eyes

couldn't kill her, no matter how many rules the casino had or how heartless

how critical her assistance has been throughout these

kill you," he muttered finally.

back on her, his shoulders rigid. He didn't

his back, his expression unreadable. His body language made it clear that

actions meant. He was done with the exchange

was nothing she could do to change

spread rumors, and so she had

all her

drew the

have pulled

want to leave any loose

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