Chapter 1257 What If He has an Accomplice?
"You said that I wanted to play up to someone else. Who did I play up to? It's all thanks to you that I'm able to work
here. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to come into contact with this at all. How would I have known
that Gemma had set me up? I just felt that it was my job, and I wanted to make money. That's all." Beryl didn't want
others to misunderstand her. She wouldn't admit to what she hadn't done.
"Thanks to me?" Marcellus laughed. "I said you can leave. You asked to stay."
"Yes, it's me." Beryl raised her head and looked over. "That's because I need money. Is it wrong for me to make
money through work!"
The girl's sonorous voice echoed in his ears, full of grievance and inexplicable tenacity. Even Marcellus felt that he
had done something wrong.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut on second thought, what did it have to do with him? Whether she was bullied or stayed had nothing to do with
him.
Marcellus felt that he must be crazy to have the mood to meddle in other people's affairs, not to mention that she
was a woman who had a grudge against him. In the past, not only would he not care, but he would also happily
watch her suffer.
He had really changed. He had become kind.
But why?
Only God knew how furious he was when he walked into the private room and saw Beryl being bullied. He wished he
could castrate those two men as if they were his own things and be offended by others.
Not only that but what was even more terrifying was that when he saw Beryl crying, he could not say anything
unpleasant. He was not a person who cared about women!
Just like how he felt after he left the wedding banquet that day, that inexplicable frustration came back again; he
didn't say anything else. Instead, he started the car and drove toward the main road.
Beryl was really upset. Subconsciously, she thought that he was going to take her home, so she did not pay
attention to the scenery outside the window. By the time she reacted, the car was already driving up the hill.
She wiped away the tears on her face and looked out of the window with swollen eyes. Her voice was full of fear.
"Where are you taking me?"
The man said briefly, "Go home."
Home?
Beryl looked out again to make sure that she was not mistaken. "This is not the way home..."
"Who said we were going to your house?" As he spoke, the car passed an automatic Bluetooth door halfway up the
mountain. "How can you go back like this?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBeryl hurriedly said, "I live alone. I can go back."
"Are you sure about the dangerous building you live in? Aren't you afraid that the two men will take revenge on you
as soon as you enter the building?" Marcellus said lightly, but every word he said was a disguised threat.
If it was in the past, Beryl would have believed it. However, she had more or less learned to be smarter now, so she
did not take it all to heart. "If the two of them weren't detained by you, how could they have retaliated against me?"
"Do you think it's just the two of them? What if they have accomplices?" Marcellus said unhurriedly. When he saw
the suspicion in her eyes, he became more and more frightened. "People like them are not afraid of anything. If I
make them lose face and they don't dare to vent their anger on me, they will definitely target me. Don't say that I
didn't remind you then."
Beryl immediately recalled the news that she had first been raped and then killed. She had not yet fully recovered
from the fear of what had just happened. Now that she was frightened by Marcellus, she felt even more gloomy
and terrified.