Chapter 145 The White Family Members, Each Crazier Than the Last
Magnolia thought Alaric believed her words and felt a surge of joy. She took out her phone, opened the photo album, and held it in front of Alaric.
"Alaric, look at this. I got these photos by accident. In the photos, Sophia and this man are acting really intimate and flirty - clearly not just ordinary friends."
"Don't you think he looks like the man who just carried Sophia away? He said he's Sophia's senior, right? He might just be the lover Sophia's been seeing behind Benjamin's back!"
Magnolia's tone was extremely excited, her eyes flickering with barely concealed anticipation.
With these photos, she didn't believe the White family would still treasure Sophia!
Benjamin was weak and sickly, destined to die young. Sophia couldn't stand the loneliness and was fooling around with other men behind his back.
She didn't believe the White family could tolerate a woman like Sophia who disgraced their reputation. Best if they could kick Sophia out of the White family and completely ruin her.
Magnolia was already imagining the scene of Sophia being thrown out.
She clenched her fists excitedly, her wildly beating heart almost jumping out of her chest.
Once she got rid of the obstacle that was Sophia, she could openly marry Benjamin!
In the future, she, Magnolia, would be the woman everyone in Silverlight City envied!
Not only would she have a handsome and excellent husband, but also endless wealth.
Alaric stared intently at the photos on the phone, his expression unreadable.
After a long while, he raised his hand and took the phone from Magnolia.
Magnolia didn't notice at all the coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Where did you get these photos?"
Magnolia was currently wrapped up in enormous excitement. When Alaric asked this, she instantly felt a bit giddy.
She revealed everything: "Celestia took them. Alaric, these photos are absolutely real. If you don't believe me, you can have someone verify them."
"I believe you."
Alaric slowly raised his head, his deep eyes looking straight at Magnolia, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Noble and refined.
He slowly bent down, gradually moving closer, until his face was only a few centimeters from Magnolia's.
So close she could almost hear his soft breathing.
Magnolia's heart jumped suddenly, and she swallowed excitedly.
Although Benjamin was handsome enough, he wouldn't live much longer after all.
But Alaric was different.
Amelia had always wanted him to inherit the White family. And his handsome appearance was in no way inferior to Benjamin's.
Compared to Benjamin, he also had less of that gloomy coldness, making him more approachable.
Thinking this way, Magnolia's heart surged with excitement, and her cheeks gradually flushed red.
Could Alaric... like her?
It must be so! Not everyone was as blind as Benjamin.
"Really?" Magnolia swallowed and asked.
"Of course."
Alaric's lips curved slightly, his low voice carrying an indescribable tender warmth.
Like a lover whispering in her ear.
This confirmed Magnolia's suspicions even more.
She began to struggle internally, momentarily unsure whether to choose Benjamin or Alaric.
Benjamin controlled the entire White family with vast wealth, but was destined to be short-lived.
As for Alaric, he was absorbed in medicine and not interested in inheriting the family business. Being with him...
Although he was the eldest son of the White family, he... couldn't satisfy everything she wanted.
Alaric lowered his eyes, seeing through her calculating gaze to read her thoughts.
He sneered inwardly, and his raised hand loosened slightly. The phone slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.
The phone dropped, hitting the ground with a dull thud.
Magnolia's phone shattered into pieces, the screen turning into a spider web.
Her pupils contracted. She quickly ran over, picked up the phone fragments, and demanded with reddened eyes: "Alaric, what are you doing?"
Alaric smiled slightly, his cold palm suddenly tightening forcefully around Magnolia's neck.
Magnolia instinctively wanted to escape, but Alaric's palm was large and powerful. His eyes, previously full of tenderness, now flickered with cold, dark emotion that made one's heart tremble.
Her throat gripped tightly, an intense suffocating sensation hit her. Magnolia staggered back two steps and hit the corridor wall.
She struggled painfully, looking at Alaric with eyes full of fear.
Alaric's lips held a smile, his handsome face as gentle and refined as ever.
But the words he spoke made Magnolia's spine turn cold.
"Your so-called evidence is worthless to me. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. So what if you took photos? Benjamin's wife will always and only be Sophia."
Meeting Alaric's cold eyes, Magnolia's heart sank.
Everyone said Alaric was refined and gentle-natured.
Magnolia used to think so too.
But now, looking at Alaric before her - still appearing supremely gentle even while choking her neck - a great fear suddenly arose in her heart.
What refined gentleman? It was just that no one had crossed Alaric's bottom line before.
Benjamin was Alaric's bottom line.
Now, there was one more: Sophia.
Magnolia felt the air in her body becoming scarcer and scarcer, suddenly filled with enormous fear and regret.
She was wrong!
She shouldn't have easily provoked Alaric.
How could a descendant of the White family allow anyone to manipulate them?
Just when Magnolia thought she was about to die, Amelia finally recovered from her pain.
Seeing the scene before her, Amelia's heart jumped.
What was she seeing?
Her usually gentle son was actually gripping Magnolia's neck tightly.
Magnolia leaned against the wall, her delicate pale face now flushed red, her eyes rolling back, as if she would stop breathing the next second.
She quickly ran to Magnolia, frantically pulling at Alaric's arm.
"Alaric, what are you doing? This is Magnolia! Let go now!"
Alaric looked coldly at his biological mother, his heart turning cold.
She could worry and be anxious about an old friend's daughter's life and death, yet wished her own biological son would die.
How ridiculous?
If not for the DNA test, Alaric would really think Benjamin was the adopted child.
He was completely out of place in the entire White family.
He coldly withdrew his hand, his tone icy: "Leave here."
Magnolia clutched her neck and coughed violently several times, suddenly feeling like she'd survived a disaster.
When Alaric gripped her neck, for that instant, she really thought she was going to die.
In a trance, she seemed to return to three years ago, to that night of humiliation.
The sick Benjamin had been the same, gripping her neck tightly. The air in her body was taken away bit by bit, the suffocating feeling like being submerged in a bottomless ocean, waiting for death to come.
Too terrifying...
The people of the White family, each one crazier than the last!