That kind of humiliation would undoubtedly deal a devastating blow to Nicolas. But, one could understand where Ashton was coming from if one empathized with the hatred he had been keeping in him.

The man who gave him life had wanted to take it back, but he had luckily managed to escape and survive to this date.

He didn’t owe his life to either Nicolas or Simone. But he would pay them back a hundredfold for all the humiliation, lies, and contempt he had suffered from them.

Soon, the bodyguard filed into the room and untied Nicolas.

Nicolas lay on the ground, immobile, his eyes wide open. They would’ve thought he was dead if it wasn’t for his moving chest.

Simone immediately broke free from the bodyguard’s hold and crawled over to him. “Nicolas, answer me! Say something, Nicolas!”

The room was silent, other than their breathing.

After a short pause, the bodyguards continued to carry them both outside.

car was right behind the van transporting Simone and Nicolas. Once he had reached the bustling street, he pulled the car to

were moving

and Nicolas down from the van and to the middle of the square. Without any hesitation, they dropped the two onto

stared as the black van sped away, leaving the worn-looking couple

was lunch break, so crowds of white-collars were moving about hastily, hoping to grab a bite at their favorite restaurant. They were used to the beggars filling every corner of the street, so they didn’t even spare

on the ground and begged every passerby for help,

sir. I know you’re a kind man. I haven’t had

help us, miss. I

knees on the ground. Please help

few spectators stopped to look, and

world-class psychology professor who came back from overseas a

get those injuries? Maybe they have done something bad, and the victims’

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