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Mandy cursed inwardly, ‘What a jerk!’
Was she going to be stranded on the island? It was empty, and their supplies were dwindling. Would she starve if
she stayed?
“Huh, didn’t you arrange for someone to pick me up?” Mandy asked, surprised.
Bradley looked at her coldly and replied, “Find a hotel yourself.”
“Bradley, I don’t have any money,” Mandy said frankly. “Could you lend me some?”
She and Liora only had a few boxes of luxury items left to sell secondhand, but she refused to part with them. Some
things were for keeping, while others were for spending.
Bradley gave Mandy a long, disdainful look. “Keep up.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMandy followed Bradley, carrying her bag, and they both got into the car. Coincidentally, a paparazzo snapped a
few photos of them.
Bradley noticed the paparazzo and got out of the car, striding over to the man.
“Give me that!”
The paparazzo saw Bradley’s stern expression and realized he was in trouble.
What terrible luck! He had hoped to break a big story today, but now…
“Mr. Warner, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” The paparazzo pretended to be ignorant and gestured
to his colleagues behind him with a hand on his back.
Bradley’s tone turned sinister and cold. “Give me the camera!”
The paparazzo hesitated before reluctantly handing over the camera and asking politely, “Mr. Warner, I just took
some photos. Is that illegal?”
Taking the camera, Bradley casually browsed the photos. Then, he loosened his grip, and the expensive camera fell
to the ground.
The paparazzo looked at his beloved camera being tossed and exclaimed, “Mr. Warner!”
Bradley leered at him. “That’s the price of taking sneaky photos!”
The paparazzo picked up his camera and claimed, “You’re intentionally damaging someone else’s property!”
Bradley sneered. “It’s just a camera… I can afford to pay for it.”
He pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check right in front of the paparazzo. He handed it to him, making the
paparazzo clench his fists in anger as he watched Bradley leave.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBradley drove Mandy back to Warner Manor.
Without Clark, Warner Manor had become like a headless dragon. The service staff lacked Clark’s management and
organizational skills, so the once magnificent residence had turned into a lifeless tomb.
The service staff no longer maintained the estate as professionally as before, and the exquisite gardens had
become overgrown and wild. Moss had taken over the fountain pool in the garden.
Mandy stood in the garden, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. What had happened
during her absence?
“Mr. Warner.”
As soon as Bradley appeared, the service staff who had been idling inside rushed out.
“Mr. Warner.”
Bradley glanced at them indifferently, and the service staff trembled in fear.
They hadn’t expected his return at this time. With both Clark and Bradley away, they had been left to their own
devices, doing as they pleased.
“Mandy, I don’t tolerate idleness here,” Bradley stated.
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