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All the girls said they wanted to marry him when they grew up, to become part of the Sutton Family.
Sure enough, a woman’s words are as deceitful as the devil.
Willie was very unhappy.
A newcomer, and he dared to show off in front of him.
Then don’t blame him for not holding back.
Willie kept staring at Jacob, and when Jacob was heading to the restroom, he dropped his pen and followed.
He thought he was hiding well, but he didn’t know Jacob had long known he was following him.
Men’s restroom.
Willie closed the door and put the “Under Maintenance” sign outside.
He’d used this trick many times, and it never failed.
Striding in, he thought Jacob would be peeing at that moment, so he could kick him from behind and make him fall face–first into the urine.
Jacob stood there calmly watching him.
Willie didn’t beat around the bush: “I don’t like you. Tell your parents to withdraw you after today.”
Jacob walked to the sink, meticulously washing his hands.
“Really?”
“Because I’m the future heir of Sutton Group–Corporate Giant!” Willie puffed out his chest.
Everyone in Karaville knew Corporate Giant’s influence.
“Cross me, and your family won’t get away with it. This school’s funded by Corporate Giant.”
“You leave when I say.”
Jacob’s brow arched slightly.
How’d he miss that his deadbeat dad planned to hand everything over?
“Oh.”
Willie smirked, thinking he’d won.
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Then Jacob said, “I’m staying.”
Willie snapped.
He lunged, aiming a kick.
Jacob blocked it instantly–years of kickboxing abroad meant protecting his family.
Minutes later, whimpers echoed in the restroom…
“Still want me gone?”
“…No.”
“Gonna tattle?”
“No…”
Willie’s little face had become chubby and pleasant from the beating.
Jacob washed his hands again: “Remember, if you tattle, I’ll beat you once every time I see you.”
Willie: “…”
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He’d never tell anyone about such an embarrassing beating.
He was a real man.
Maureen’s side.
Katherine took a call and left on urgent business, leaving Maureen alone to merge into the crowd.
It had been ages since she last strolled through Karaville.
Midsummer weather shifted quickly–before long, the sky turned overcast.
Soon, thunder and lightning split the air as a torrential downpour began.
Maureen stood beneath an eave when a Bentley slowly pulled up before her.
The window rolled down, revealing the man’s handsome face.
“Get in.”
Geoffrey sat in the driver’s seat, his thin lips parting briefly.
Maureen hesitated a moment before opening the rear door.
“I’m not your chauffeur. Sit up front.”
Finding the rear door inexplicably locked, she had no choice but to take the front passenger seat.
Once inside, Maureen immediately turned to look out the window.
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An abrupt silence filled the car.
Rain lashed against the windows, yet the interior felt far from cool–unusually stifling instead.
Geoffrey drove on without speaking.
Maureen watched unfamiliar roads pass by, having no idea where he was taking her.
The car slowly veered off the main road onto a narrow path.
Maureen stared at the desolate trail, suddenly recognizing this place.
In her teens, she’d been abandoned on a deserted road by a carload of spoiled rich kids from school.
That day, rain poured just as heavily as now, leaving her soaked to the bone as she trudged barefoot until midnight.
It was Geoffrey who’d driven through the night to find her.
Back then, he’d been her beacon of hope–gently lifting her into his car, soothing her with soft whispers: “Don’t be scared, Reenie…”
How had that tender soul turned so distant over time?
Perhaps people simply change…
Geoffrey kept driving, his gaze lingering on Maureen’s serene profile as his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
Confused by their detour, Maureen turned to him: “Mr. Sutton, where are you taking me?”
She thought he remembered this place and was using it to force her confession about not having amnesia.
But no.
Geoffrey’s large hand gripped the steering wheel, knuckles standing out sharply, his expression complicated: “Mau- reen, what happened to that child?”
He still remembered when Sean handed him Maureen’s medical records–the document clearly stated she was two weeks pregnant.
He’d never asked, waiting for Maureen to tell him voluntarily,
At the word “child,” Maureen’s pupils contracted: “What child?”
Geoffrey stopped the car, looking at her with an especially heavy heart.
“I know you were pregnant then.”
His deep eyes fixed on Maureen as if trying to pierce through her entire being.
Maureen feared he’d already discovered Jacob.
Though prepared, facing Geoffrey still terrified her–terrified he’d snatch Jacob and Ethan away.
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She forced herself to stay calm: “I only remember the attending physician telling me I’d miscarried.”
Geoffrey’s heart plummeted instantly.
He should’ve known that child couldn’t have survived. If it had, how could Maureen have returned alone?
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