NovelEnglishJamed yelled at Coral. "What have I told you? Stop prying into my business and stop worrying about me! Now you're going out of your way to sympathize with that lowly girl. Are you trying to challenge me? Everything I do is for the good of our Iverson family!" Coral was beaten until her vision went completely dark and her ears buzzed. She quickly changed her tune in a panic. "No, it's not about sympathy. I'm doing this for your own good. After all, having someone's blood on your hands is never a good thing. If the police happen to link it to you, even without solid evidence, it would affect your reputation. Christopher might see it as an opportunity to challenge you and threaten your position in the group. Plus, even if you have a good relationship with Charles, there isn't a need to get blood on your hands for him." Upon hearing that, James' expression softened a bit, and he scoffed, "Hmph, do you really think I don't have a backup plan? How naive of you! I'm just helping Charles in order to keep Dad happy. Can't you see the obvious stakes here? And who said anything aboutgetting blood on my hands? My hands are clean. Even if they look into it, they will never find anything." James stared at her with a threatening gaze, gripping her jaw firmly. "Coral, as husband and wife, we're in this together. I believe you'll keep our secrets for the sake of your father's retirement from politics as well as your brother, right?" Coral nodded with tears in her eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt* Bella and Justin brought Rachel back to their mansion in Savrow for the sake of her safety.
The grand and elegant villa, along with the serene lake in the backyard, left this poor girl greatly impressed. She had thought that the homes of wealthy heiresses must be extravagant, but she hadn't imagined they could also be so warm and tasteful.
Everywhere exuded a subtle elegance, showcasing Bella's impeccable taste.
"Rachel, don't be shy. Just treat it as your own home," Bella said gently. She didn't bother Wilma but personally prepared and brought over a fruit platter for Rachel.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRachel sat awkwardly on the sofa, her limbs seeming bound as she dared not touch anything, huddled up in a pitiful ball. "Do you want sjuice? Tea? Coffee? I'll make it for you." Justin's expression was dull, but his voice was gentle.
Rachel glanced at Bella, then at en Justin. In the next moment, she could not hold back any longer and burst into tears. Tears streamed down her delicate face, dripping onto her tightly clenched hands resting on her knees. "Ms. Mead, please don't cry," lan said as he hurriedly pulled out several tissues and handed them to her.
lan had not seen someone cry so hysterically in ages, and it made him feel really uneasy to see her hunched over and gasping for breath.
Although Rachel cried hysterically, her genuine reaction was undeniably cute.
"Bella, did I scare her?" Justin asked as he stood frozen in place, anxiously looking at Bella.
Bella couldn't help but tease him. "Yeah, a always look like you're in Yo mood, as if someone on 19 you billions of dollars for a project." + Justin frowned and looked at lan, looking for confirmation. 'Is my expression really that bad?' lan nodded in affirmation. 'No doubt, your gloomy expression could be used to prevent scams.' Bella quickly went over to sit next to Rachel, gently wiping her tears and helping her blow her nose. She treated Rachel with such care, just like she would treat her own sister. "Rachel, it's okay to cry. Let it all out," Bella said soothingly.
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