Chapter 1015
Chapter 1024:
But he became the shame of his mother’s life and the deepest source of embarrassment for his father.
This rendered him an unwelcome presence within the Glyn family. His brother, Healy, who could squander every last penny of the Universe Financial Group, still held more esteem.
If Bennie hadn’t passed away prematurely, if his elder brother hadn’t been too feeble to take over the business, if he didn’t bear the stigma of being Annot’s son, and if Annot had any choice, he would be nothing more than a despised illegitimate child.
At that moment, Bart lowered his gaze at Bettina, the beloved daughter of the Reeves family. But he was far from being beloved.
Bettina’s hands were clasped helplessly above her head, leaving her unable to move.
Her smile turned bittersweet as she continued to provoke him.
“What do you intend to do? What can you offer beyond manipulation and coercion? You’ll deplete all my love for you one day. You are the one who always looks down upon yourself, Bart.”
“Shut up!” Bart snapped in anger, tearing her last piece of clothing away.
“Shut up! The Royal Garden Corporation and you will both be mine someday! I’ll ascend to the highest echelons, and even if I must force you into marriage, your family won’t dare to object. Just wait and see!”
With those words, he unleashed his pent-up frustration on her, an outpouring of his rage.
Bettina gritted her teeth and endured the pain, tears welling in her eyes.
When Bettina returned to the Sunset Apartment, the morning sun had already bathed the living room in a gentle, golden glow.
🌟𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝗿𝗲 𝓪𝓽: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫷𝖼𝗈𝗺
With its soft and comforting radiance, the wintry sunlight offered a serene backdrop to her return.
It was the weekend, and she wasn’t certain if Raul had already woken up.
As she quietly entered, she saw Raul sitting on the living room sofa.
Her heart quickened, and she found herself at a loss for words. How could she explain her absence throughout the night?
Yet, deep down, she realized there was no need for an explanation. Her messy hair, vacant eyes, and reddened, swollen lips were clear evidence of her experiences from the previous night.
She began to speak but couldn’t find the words.
Raul rose from the sofa, his eyes fixed on her.
He clenched his fists. Judging from her appearance, he knew instantly what had happened but chose not to pry.
“You must be hungry. I made a few simple dishes this morning. Come, let’s have breakfast.”
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