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.

living nightmare for the rest of her life and never again

reached out and grabbed her chin. “Did you just say you hated me?”

her, and

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

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

he paid no more attention to her and turned

a dead

panic, she clambered up from the floor and used all her might to

depleted every ounce of energy in her

to shove him aside as she

a few steps backward before Conrad caught

had concern written all over his face. He was the only

realize Lewis was wearing

flitted across Lewis’ face, but it was only for a split second. His killing intent overwhelmed every other expression.

“It’s all my fault. My death should make up for it. Let me atone

“I

at Josephine’s moving fingers, and a deep chuckle escaped his lips, sending chills down

of people entered the storage room at this

Damian, accompanied by a team

at the newcomers, and the

his son getting held against the floor, which upset

family. How could he, as a father, remain

when he observed that Quintin had barely any wounds

had regained his composure. He looked aloofly at Damian and said, “It’s nothing more than a game between your son and me. What’s with all these people

led the police here, Lewis could have gotten rid

say?” Lewis’ attitude took a 180 degrees turn; he wasn’t

Quintin down released Quintin. Quintin rose from the

Lewis. “Who on earth would join you in such a game, you lunatic!”

Lewis. All Quintin

bolted out of the

exit, the limelight was now on

on how to confront Lewis. He

any advice?”

took a while before he said, “This punk… Chairman Alvarez, I’m truly sorry. Quintin had always been a rebellious

him with an imperceptible expression as he said, “Your son needs discipline

“Naturally, I’ll see to that. I assure you he’ll never cause

more trouble.”

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