NovelEnglishCory’s face was clouded over with disdain. “Obviously, I'm taking a picture of my lovely ex-boss. Aubree was the one who made me who | am today. How can | possibly forgive her so easily?” As he spoke, an ominous aura radiated from him as if he were a devil from hell. There was an imminent chill in the air that seemed to come from his sheer hatred toward Aubree.
Frieda couldn't help but shudder at his demeanor.
“Have you gone insane? The Pearson family is already in ruins. How are you still not satisfied yet?” Cory snickered. “l won't be satisfied until she truly gets what she deserves. Besides, she did this to herself!” He narrowed his eyes and began scrutinizing the people in front of him.
“You don't have to play pretend around me, Ms. Queen. Don't you want to shut her up for good too? In fact, you're probably still getting threatened by her, right?” Frieda’s eyelids quivered as she forced herself to look away. “I don’t know what you're talking about.” She might have done her best to play it off, but she had faltered for a little bit too long for Cory to miss it.
He scoffed, “You have no idea what sort of life I've been living for the past few days. Aubree’s the one I'm after right now, so you better not get in my way. If not, 'm not afraid to drag you down with me. | only have one life left to live, and if anyone pisses me off, I'll make sure they pay.” Frieda felt a chill run down her spine and found herself at a loss for words.
Cory simply glared at her before tucking his phone in his pocket and walking out of the bar.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she watched his retreating figure, she began to feel something wasn't right.
Eventually, she noticed he was limping. One of his legs was injured.
Her brother's words suddenly popped into her head.
It seems Cory was really captured by those people at the casino.
She had never experienced it herself, but she knew how ruthless those people could be.
She couldn't bear to imagine the torture Cory must have gone through with them.
However, she was curious about how he had managed to escape.
No wonder he hates Aubree so much.
The sight of a man in his prime getting reduced to such a state truly shocked her. She was taken aback but also terrified.
The three of them had been on the same boat once. Aubree and Cory had fallen so far from grace that she couldn't help but wonder if she would be next.
No! | can't become like them! Frieda rushed to get her bag and hurried out of the bar.
She had to quickly come up with a plan to get rid of the bloodsucker named Aubree.
After walking out of the bar, Cory continued limping with difficulty into a small alley. He was drenched in sweat even after such a simple task.
He had been hanging on the brink of death when he got captured by the casino workers, and it was through sheer luck and desperation that he had even gotten out alive.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSadly, his leg would never fully recover.
It was exhausting for him to walk even a short distance.
He had to take a break to regain his strength.
He took his phone out and stared at the picture of Aubree on it with an evil glint in his eyes.
If it wasn’t for her, he would never have gotten into such trouble.
He had been reduced to that ghastly state, and he would make sure Aubree paid for that.
He wanted to drag her down to hell with him.
After he typed something on his phone, a notification that reads “Message sent” popped up on his screen.
He snorted triumphantly and tucked his phone back into his pocket before limping further into the dark alley.
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