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Peter replied, “I don’t seem to have any grudges with you, do I?”
“You don’t have any with me, but you do with my cousin.” Victor sighed.
“When he regains his memory and knows everything, it would be inevitable that he would take action against you,
right?
“By helping him regain his memory, you’ll earn some merits, and he’s the kind of person who repays kindness.
When the time comes, the merits and demerits will balance out.”
For a moment, Peter fell silent.
Victor held his shoulder even tighter. “So, how about it? Isn’t this a good business opportunity?”
Peter looked at the bodyguards in black surrounding him. Alone, he couldn’t do anything, and he certainly couldn’t
fight them.
The bodyguards stared at him sternly, as if he would get beaten up in the next moment if he didn’t speak
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“Mr. Hall, I’m also considering your well-being,” Victor continued. “You saw the outcome with Esme, right? She
followed a devious, despicable master. What kind of consequences do you think you’ll face if you follow someone
like that?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“And your childhood sweetheart, Britney. Now, she looks fine, but you should be clearer than anyone on what she
has experienced.
“Or are you not a filial child and do not love your own sister?
“And you want them to experience things that normal people are unable to experience during the next half of their
lives?”
Peter had nothing to say. All this while, he had always looked down on Victor.
It should be said that everyone looked down on Victor, thinking that he was not as smart and amazing as Conrad.
With Conrad in comparison, Victor appeared to be a useless trash.
However, he never thought that he knew everything.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Victor’s smile was quite cold.
It had been five years. He had not spoken to anyone so much for a very long time.
For Eileen, he was willing to do anything now.
“I really wonder how you suddenly developed brotherly feelings for Conrad Maxwell.”
Peter said sarcastically, “Isn’t your relationship usually terrible?”
“No matter how bad it is, I’m his cousin, which is better than being an outsider like you.” Victor’s expression
became somewhat unpleasant. He really disliked constantly hearing about this.
Peter continued, “Or maybe you’ve run into some trouble recently, and you need his help.”
Victor was speechless.
“The amnesiac CEO Maxwell is cold and distant toward everyone except his mother. He won’t help you, will he?”
Now Peter was starting to smile maliciously.
Victor’s mouth twitched, and he released his hold on Peter’s shoulder, glancing at the people below him.
Peter suddenly found himself surrounded by the bodyguards in black who were eager and ready, like wolves ready
to pounce on their prey.
Peter sneered. “Have you always been this uncouth?”
“Hah.” Victor let out a cold laugh. “You don’t need to provoke me. It won’t work. I’ve always been a ruthless person
since I was a child.”
Peter retorted, “Aren’t you shameless?”
“What’s the point of shame in this situation? Didn’t you say I wanted to help Conrad recover his memories so that
he could help me? As long as the issue is resolved, who cares about shame? Can you eat shame for a meal?”
He chuckled lightly and continued, “Mr. Hall, if you want to forfeit a toast to drink the wine of punishment, by all
means. No need to be polite.”
Peter’s expression darkened. “Wait a minute! That drug will worsen his physical condition. Do you still want him to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtake it?”
Victor frowned and thought of Eileen. “Give me the drug.”
“If you want me to give you the drug, it’s not impossible. But I don’t trust you. I want to see Conrad Maxwell
personally!”
“Fine.”
***
“What are you here for?”
Hearing the doorbell ring at night, Conrad thought that it was the person who lived downstairs, and never expected
it to be Victor.
Over these five years, with his mother’s nagging, he did not have any positive feelings toward Victor.
He didn’t love his wife, had lots of ideas, didn’t return home late at night, had terrible morals, and was
irresponsible.
“Didn’t you want to recover your memory?” Victor grabbed Peter who was hiding by the wall. “The drug Sally gave
you was made by him. He is her brother.”
Conrad immediately squinted and stared at Peter. “Do you still have the drug with you?”
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