Chapter 276 Did You Just Say You Hated Me?

The frost on Lewis’ expression was evident, and his eyes were as icy as glaciers.

“N-No…” As Josephine panted, a syllable stumbled out from her lips.

Quintin’s eyes widened as he stared at Josephine in surprise.

She actually spoke!

Just as Quintin was about to dismiss that as him being delusional in the face of death,

Josephine uttered a few more words, “P-Please… D-Don’t …”

Lewis lowered his gaze and looked at her. Not only did her pleas fail to soften his heart, but they also fanned the flames of hostility within Lewis.

His knuckles turned white from grasping the dagger. The next second, he tugged Quintin’s hair and fiercely swung it at him.

“Lewis!” Suddenly, a scream erupted from Josephine’s mouth, exceptionally booming in the storage room, its echoes ringing in their ears.

Lewis halted, and the pointed end of the dagger stopped less than an inch from Quintin’s neck.

Quintin stared at the dagger, his eyes frozen in place.

He had been immensely close to death twice in two minutes. Twice more, and Lewis wouldn’t have to dirty his hands-Quintin would die from fright instead.

Just then, Lewis jerked his head backward and looked at Josephine, clinging onto his leg with an iron grip, her tear-streaked face turned toward him. Her body shook violently because of her sobbing.

Her lips quivered as she slowly uttered, “D-Don’t make me h-hate you…”

Emotions flickered across Lewis”

eyes. “Hate me?”

Josephine was at her wit’s ends. She had no idea what she could do to save Quintin.

She looked pleadingly at Lewis, her hair plastered on her face and dripping wet from her sweat.

She could only beg Lewis for mercy in every way possible.

If Quintin died because of her, she would owe him her life. She would be known as a murderer

-a sinner.

for the rest of her life and never again attain

chin. “Did you just say you hated

she had just said dawned on her, and she shook her head vigorously.

smiled. “You will hate me because of him?”

quivered. Her fingers tightened their grip on his pant leg. It

seconds. Then, he paid no more attention to her and turned to look at Quintin again, seemingly thinking of ways to make Quintin’s death

at a

she clambered up from the floor and used

every ounce of energy in her

to

Lewis take a few steps backward before Conrad caught

had concern written all over his face. He was the only one who noticed Josephine’s hands

was wearing a hospital gown underneath his trench coat.

flitted across Lewis’ face, but it was only for a split second. His

my fault. My death should make up for it. Let

“I

veins bulged as he stared at Josephine’s moving fingers, and a deep chuckle escaped his

entered the storage room at this moment.

accompanied by

at the newcomers, and the smile on

getting held against

picking fights with each other, they were still a family. How could he, as a father, remain calm when he saw the mistreatment

of relief when he observed that Quintin had barely any wounds on his body. He turned and

looked aloofly at Damian and said, “It’s nothing more than a game between your son and me. What’s with all these people you brought, Mr.

him. If he hadn’t led the police here, Lewis could have gotten rid of

Lewis’ attitude took a 180 degrees turn; he wasn’t as cold as before, and there

holding Quintin down released Quintin. Quintin rose from the ground and

on earth would join you in such a game,

with Lewis. All Quintin could think of was to bring Jack to the

carried Jack and bolted out

his exit, the limelight was now on the face-off

how to confront Lewis. He actually hoped he wouldn’t have to stand on Lewis’ opposing side if

Fowler, any advice?”

while before he said, “This punk… Chairman Alvarez, I’m truly sorry. Quintin had always been a rebellious kid since young. If he had wronged you in

with an imperceptible expression as

that. I assure you he’ll never cause you any

more trouble.”

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