Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 132

Jason walked to Anastasia and pulled her into his arms. “Alastor, you lost when you didn’t trust her.”

He continued, “Besides, you crossed the bottom line of a marriage.” Jason glanced at Felicia, who was eavesdropping in the distance. “I should thank you for giving up on Anastasia for a snobby and opportunistic woman like Felicia”

Alastor looked at Jason as he clenched his fingers tightly.

“Can anyone enter the chamber of commerce’s banquet as they wish now?” Being afraid Jason would speak ill of her, Felicia ran over promptly. “Security! Does this man have an invitation? Why is he in here?”

Felicia was still shouting.

Anastasia grabbed Jason’s wrist. “Let’s go.”

With that, Anastasia left with Jason.

“Anastasia!” Alastor’s voice was low. “Think it over.”

However, Anastasia didn’t say anything and left with Jason.

Though Anastasia’s mind went blank, she didn’t want Jason to be bullied.

“Where did you rent your suit?” Anastasia turned around and asked.

Jason remained silent while following closely behind Anastasia.

Anastasia went around, looking for Jason’s scooter.

can it be on the roadside?” Jason was

parked your scooter at the parking

in a bad mood and reached out to pull her wrist. “Anastasia,

avoided his gaze. “Nothing… There’s nothing I want to say.

that Alastor would humiliate you at the banquet?” Jason wanted to know the

were trying to ruin her

everyone at the banquet knew that Felicia had succeeded in taking over Anastasia’s place and that Anastasia got dumped

would go to Anastasia’s art exhibition even

Anastasia stood silently by the roadside without saying anything.

the venue or something?” Jason wanted Anastasia

“Tell

was still in a breakdown. “Like six years ago, when I told you that I was bullied and almost violated by someone, you went to end his life without saying a word? Jason… Six years ago, you got lucky because Harold didn’t die. Also,

he was a minor, Jason’s criminal record would be sealed up, and no organization or social unit would know about

had disappeared

of an impulsive action was being gone for six

Anastasia was terrified.

she dared not tell

bitten,

society is very realistic.” Anastasia took a deep breath and walked to the scooter by

Let’s go…”

in distress and walked over to hold her wrist. “Why did you come here when you knew the scooter was not good enough for your