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“Hey! What are you doing!?” Cordelia cried and ran to put herself in front of her husband.
“I’m not doing anything!” The man looked malicious. “Ask your husband how he used to serve me…
Hah, he’d put his hands up when I flicked the ash. His palms are my ashtray!”
“You—”
“Pretty, did you think you married some nice guy?”
The man scanned Cordelia from head to toe, his gaze unsettling her.
“Heh, the lowest of thugs. He was looked down on when he was in prison, and you’re treating him like
a gem?” the man scoffed. “Marcus, you lucky b*stard!”
“That’s enough!” Cordelia shouted fiercely. “I don’t care who you are. This is a public space. If you
disrespect my husband again, I’ll call security!”
The man’s gaze was sharp. “Marcus, why are you still so useless? Do you only know how to hide
behind a woman?”
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He was the most worried about Linda, so he stood next to her. Before he could go close, she stepped
to the side to keep some distance from him.
This took Seth aback. He heard the man snort before he left.
Cordelia was flustered in rage as she carefully checked Marcus if the cigarette ash burned him.
Meanwhile, Linda looked like she had lost her soul. As the men left, her gaze followed. A while later,
she bit her lips and sprinted in the direction the man had left in.
“Linda…” Seth did not manage to stop her, but the pang in his heart hurt so much that he could not
speak.
…
Linda gave chase to the stadium’s entrance.
She saw a dozen luxury cars driving over slowly from a distance, and tens of men in black lined both
sides. Someone pulled the first car’s door open for the man.
The man turned back for a glance before he got into the car.
Tears spilled from Linda’s eyes as she cried out shakily, “Nicholas Thompson…”
The bodyguards turned over to her, looking on guard.
Linda stumbled forward, but what greeted her were Nicholas’ impassive words. “I don’t know you. Don’t
come to me anymore.”
There was a buzz in Linda’s ears. “What did you say?”
The man did not repeat himself but ducked his head to get into the car.
The fleet of cars left slowly, leaving Linda on the spot with her vision blurred by her tears while her
heart pained like it was cut. When the last car was about to leave her sigh, she suddenly sprinted and
yelled as she ran, “Nicholas! Come back!
“Nicholas Thompson! Are you a man? You said that you were going to take care of me for life! Have
you forgotten!?
“Nicholas Thompson—“
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The man in the car sat straight like a statue. His hands on his knees were balled into fists with his
fingernails stabbing his palms.
Linda’s hysterical cries faded with the wind but seared his heart clearer than ever. He gnashed his
teeth. Even when he was shaking, he had to keep a nonchalant look.
“N, Hugh and Leo are meeting you tonight at V8.”
“Mm, got it.”
“I’ll increase the men standing guard outside. Even if there’s a police ambush, you can leave through
the backdoor.”
Nicholas nodded.
“N… About Ms. Quimby, are you really…”
“I don’t know this woman. How many times do I need to repeat myself?!”
“Got it.” His underling lowered his head, not daring to ask more.
“Do you want to dig into Marcus, though?”
Nicholas frowned.
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