NovelEnglishChapter 745
Teresa was stumped in an instant.
What was up with Daddy Maurice today? Why was he constantly trying to trip her up?
She hemmed and hawed for the longest tbefore finally coming up with a
neutral response.
"What's the difference? You're together anyway. But Dad, why didn't you bring Hayes over?
I'm so bored all by myself, and Janie won't even talk to me! My phone doesn't work in Veracoria, I'm really
bored!"
"Sweetie Teresa, how about | take care of these problems when | get back, okay?"
"Okay!"
The innocence in the little one's voice nearly broke Frederick's heart.
He had just found out Teresa was his daughter and hadn't had the chance to spoil her rotten yet, but Maurice
was using her as a pawn to threaten him!
He hated himself for learning the truth too late, unable to protect the little one in time!
His eyes blazed with a crimson fury. Frederick could no longer hold back. The moment Maurice hung up the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtphone, Frederick's hand shot out, gripping his throat tightly.
"What are you trying to do? Speak up!"
"What | want to do, haven't | made that clear enough?"
Even with Frederick's grip tight around his neck, Maurice's voice cout unimpeded, even his provocations
unabated.
"You really have to drag Teresa into this? She's only three years old!"
"Like father, like daughter, worried about her safety despite never having spent a day with her?"
Maurice's laugh was full of scorn, but those words ultimately drove Frederick to the edge.
He tightened his grip on Maurice's throat, pulling him close.
The intense heat of his breath hit the man's face repeatedly, his whole being emanating a murderous aura.
"If you so much as touch a hair on my daughter's head, do you believe | can make you wish you were never
born?"
Maurice was neither rushed nor annoyed, his gaze cold as he looked at Frederick:
"Ex-special forces, | see you've still got sfight in you. You think | don't know about your ties with lan?
Frederick, bring it on. But do you believe, the moment your missile hits my land, | can reduce Teresa Winston to
ashes!"
"And that's a child you've raised for three years! Are you even human?"
Frederick was acutely aware his emotions were out of control, but he still tried to restrain himself.
He was afraid his roar might be overheard by Marguerite, dragging her into this hopeless situation.
"What does it matter? In my world, Maurice's world, interests and success take precedence over everything.
Including children."
Maurice's gaze was solemn.
As if Teresa's life was as light as a feather in his eyes, hardly worth mentioning.
Frederick's expression turned icy.
Maurice's methods were always sinister and cunning.
Talking about loyalty and righteousness with such a treacherous person was the biggest tragedy in the world.
His tightening grip slowly relaxed, and Maurice, seizing the opportunity, pushed him away, casually straightening
his collar as if nothing had happened.
"If you want to take Teresa back home, cfindat the designated location tomorrow at this time."
With that, he insolently slipped a note with the address and tinto Frederick's jacket pocket.
Before leaving, he threatened one last time:
"Of course, you can bring bodyguards, or carry firearms. If you're looking to bring back a body, feel free to do
so."
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