Chapter 787 Odd

Marcel was driving at the front and sensibly raised the divider between the front and back seats. Still, the barrier didn't completely block out the voices from the back, and he could still hear the argument between the two.

Wesley's voice was colder than usual. 'What makes you think I'd do something so brutal?"

Emelie was skeptical. "So you're saying you weren't behind the explosion?"

"It wasn't me. I only fanned the flames to make the Swanson Corporation's situation worse. But the explosion wasn't my doing," Wesley replied.

Emelie clearly didn't believe him. 'When I asked you on the day it happened whether or not it was you, you didn't deny it."

"I answered you, Eme. I mean, you used to trust me without a question. But now it seems like you're not as angry with William anymore. Or maybe you're not angry at all. It's like you've stopped believing in me," Wesley said calmly, though there was a sharp and aggressive undertone.

He continued, "Eme, why do you always forgive William so easily? Have you forgotten that he's your enemy? That your foster mother died because of him? The arrow he shot at you? And that he made you depressed when you first came to Mercianna? You even cut off your fingers-"

"I haven't forgotten!" Emelie sharply cut him off.

Marcel furrowed his brows. Though he kept his eyes on the road, he was concerned for the two in the back. He instinctively slowed the car down despite the smooth traffic.

In his memory, Wesley and Emelie had never fought before.

Wesley had always felt indebted to Emelie, so he would always accommodate and indulge her. Meanwhile, Emelie was always protective of him, concerned about his health.

time that things

teeth. "I haven't stopped hating him. I've been following my plan without

'Is that

that you didn't do it, so I'll take your word for it.

car fell silent

preparations are far from done. Looks like the team isn't putting in enough effort. Eme, why don't you take over? You can handle it the

found it absurd. "You want me to drop everything and go back to Marseille to

are the rest we have to deal with. I can handle them. We're in this together. Your enemies are mine too. Just head over

me to handle the wedding, or

you want,'

furious. "How

was about to intervene

phone rang. It

to calm

are you

I just

we meet right now?' Samuel

out

call and

partition, and Marcel lowered

over up ahead. I'm meeting Mr.

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