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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 900
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Chapter 900 How did Nathaniel know?! Rebecca thought she had been so careful. There was no way he could have found out.

Then, suddenly, she remembered Sullivan.

She had just spoken to him on the phone, and now Nathaniel knew about her moving the company's money. It couldn't be a coincidence.

It must have been Sullivan-that ungrateful bastard.

But there was no tto think about how to deal with him. The priority now was to beg Nathaniel for forgiveness.

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Suppressing her fear, she clung to his leg. "Nathaniel, I know I was wrong. I did it because I was afraid you'd suddenly want to divorce me... I was so scared... Please, just letgo, I promise I'll never-" Before she could finish, Nathaniel kicked her away.

The kick landed on her chest, and she screamed in pain. Her head slammed into the edge of the bed, and she nearly passed out from the blow, cold sweat dripping down her face. Nathaniel, however, didn't seem to notice her pain. His expression remained unchanged.

He squatted down and grabbed her chin, squeezing hard as he spoke slowly, his voice icy. "Looks like I've been too kind to you lately. So kind that you forgot who you really are." He squeezed her chin so tightly it felt as if he might crush it.

Seeing Rebecca frown in pain, Nathaniel sneered. "From today on, you'll get a taste of real hell." His expression was so terrifying that it made Rebecca's soul tremble.

"No... No, what are you going to do..." she gasped.

Escape! That was the only thought in her mind now.

Terrified, she shoved him away and tried to run. Before she could reach the door, he yanked her back by her hair.

"Ah!" she screamed in fear as he pulled her back into the bedroom.

The door slammed shut behind her, and her expression twisted into one of madness and despair.

Nathaniel threw Rebecca onto the bed and took off his belt. Without a word, he swung it down onto her.

The sound of the belt hitting her flesh was muffled, but the swish it made slicing through the air betrayed the force he was using.

Rebecca didn't beg for mercy as she used to. Instead, she laughed hysterically. "Go ahead, hit me! You might as well kill me! What else can you do other than beat women? You're useless!" Nathaniel's eyes darkened, becoming monstrous, as if he were about to devour her with his gaze.

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"Say that again!" he barked.

Rebecca looked at him with a sneer. She knew that no amount of begging would make him spare her, so she stopped pretending.

"I called you useless! Do you know why I chose you in the first place? Because you're the dumbest! I could drop a few tears in front of you, and you'd believe anything, willingly becoming my dog to deal with Nyla.

"You're so stupid, it's no wonder Damon is going after the Preston Group! Useless!" she screamed.

With every word, Nathaniel's eyes grew colder.

Finally, he smiled-a chilling one that sent a shiver down Rebecca's spine. "Rebecca, I'm going to make you wish you were dead." He tossed the belt aside and slowly approached her.

Seeing his calm, almost emotionless expression, Rebecca felt a deep fear grip her heart, "What are you going to do?" "You'll find out soon enough," he answered. Nathaniel grabbed her by the hair

and dragged her like a doll into the m living room. The sharp painün her scalp only heightened her sense of dread.