Chapter 3
He knew very well that I had only been with him, yet he still chose to insult me with such words.
I gritted my teeth and said, “I haven’t slept with anyone else.”
He just sneered, “It will be over tonight.”
I almost choked, “Antoine, I beg you, I don’t want to go.
He said the cruelest words in the gentlest tone, “Noemi, don’t make me angry, okay?”
“Think about it, Dawson. You wouldn’t want him to wake up one day and find out that he had become an orphan, would you?”
In
n the past, I was quite arrogant, but with the protection of my dad and Antoine, no one dared to say a word against me.
When I threw a tantr
a tantrum, Antoine would always hold me and gently persuade me, “Noemi, be good, don’t be angry.”
I loved it when he softly called me Noemi in the past. It sounded tender and affectionate.
It was ultimately a matter of things changing and people being different.
He made up his mind to return everything my dad did to Kiley Lopez.
My father was a good father, but he couldn’t be considered a good person.
I didn’t know how many of these power and sex transactions he had with those dignitaries.
Before he was shot in the head, did he ever think that the karma he created would one day come back to haunt me?
I closed my eyes in despair.
Antoine rubbed my cheeks with his fingertips and said, “Why are you crying? You should be happy because you were accumulating blessings for your father.”
I suddenly felt so tired.
Why wasn’t it I who got shot in the head? Why wasn’t it I who lay on the hospital bed? Why would I have to endure all of this?
What did I do wrong again?
I simply loved him sincerely when I didn’t know the truth.
He rudely pushed me into the hotel suite and then slammed the door without hesitation.
The loud crash hit me in the heart, shattering all my hopes.
I stood in the center of the living room, feeling completely hopeless. After a moment, a man walked
out of the bedroom.
Alan Watts still had a sarcastic smile on his lips, “Ms. Oneal, we meet again.”
The person that Antoine made me serve turned out to be Alan.
The Watts family was also a prominent family in Dragoncity.
Alan had vigorously pursued me in the past, but not because he liked me. He was interested in my father’s connections and resources.
Mufa
My father couldn’t stand the fact that he was a playboy, changing women as frequently as clothes. He refused without even thinking about it.
Later, one time at the bar, we ran into each other. He had drunk too much and stubbornly came up to me, talking nonsense. He ended up getting beaten up by Antoine, who was also drunk.
Antoine used to protect me a lot back then. He kicked Alan in the chest and said, “If you dare touch
Noemi again, do you believe I will disable your hand?”
But now, he broke my hand and then put me on Alan’s bed.
Alan shrugged helplessly, “It’s not my fault, really. Antoine said he liked the piece of land in the east of the city, and I casually told him, ‘Sure, you can have it in exchange for Noemi.‘ Little did 1 know that this guy, in order to make money, would even be willing to let go of his precious gem.”
Oh, it turns out I was worth millions.
