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bI /bbraised /bbmy /bbhand /bbto /brub my reddened bthroat /bwhere bI’d /bbeen choked. bMy /bthroa still bfelt /bbtight/b, breathingbored.

bI /bwalked bout /bbof /bthe bliving /broom toward the outside, as bif /btrying to let the cool freze blow away the suffocating feeling in my chest.

Behind bme /bcame Nigel’s pained roar: “You… you actually dare bring someone beat bine/bb? /bDo you know who I am now?!”

bI /bstopped and nced at Dane.

Without hesitation, he kicked Nigel in the chest again, the force heavy, apanied by a muffled sound.

b“/bWithdraw thewsuit.” Dane’s voice was low and cold, like a hammer pounding in his ears.

Nigel tried to push away his leg, but his hands were as weak as noodles, unable to pry it opett. His face changed from anger to terror, his voice trembling: b“/bOkay, okay, I’ll withdraw, I’ll withdraw thewsuit, isn’t that enough!”

But Dane’s foot didn’t move away.

The maids around had long since fled to corners in fear, none daring to step forward. Even as Nigel rolled on the ground, they could only watch helplessly.

Nigel was in so much pain his eyes reddened, his features contorted, tearfully shouting at me: “I was wrong, make him let me go… I’m dying… sis!”

was slightly stunned, actually hearing him call me “sis” at this moment.

He used to do this when we were little too.

When we were young, he would hit me, and I would fight back at first. He was small then and no match for me. Every time I made him cry, he would wail while grabbing my sleeve: “Sís, I was wrong, Aurora…”

I used to soften at that.

Until one time, he hit me again and got beaten up by me as usual.

Then Edward–my biological father–rushed in and without hesitation picked up a nearby vase and smashed it hard on my head.

I remember at that instant, the whole world was red.

From that day on, I didn’t dare fight back.

I could only tell myself over and over: endure, endure more, until I grew up, until I had the capital to fight back.

I slowly withdrew my gaze, my eyes cold as water: “Let’s go.”

Dane responded quietly: “Alright.”

We walked out of the mansion where I once lived but no longer belonged to meb, /bnever looking back once.

What I didn’t see was that not far away, a Maybach was parked under a tall oak tree, waiting quietly.

In the car, Ferris looked down at the location on his phone, silent as if sunk to the ocean floor.

After learning I was at this mansion, he quickly had someone investigate the whole situation.

A bodyguard soon reported: “Miss Aurora just came out of the mansion. Nigel tried to choke her but was knocked down by her bodyguard. His injuries aren’t light.”

After hearing this, Ferris didn’t say a word.

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He was quiet to the point of bbeing /bice cold.

bSimon /bbin /bbthe /bbpassenger /bbseat /bbcouldn’t /bbhelp /bbbut /bbspeak/bb: /bb“/bbThat /bNigel really bisn’t /bbman/bb! /bbIf /bbnot /bbfor /bbLaina’s /bbsake /bback bthen/b, bhe /bbwouldn’t /bbhave /bblived /bbtill /bbnow/b?

bFerris’s /bbvoice /bbwas /bbdeep/bb: /bBack bthen/bb? /bTell me about it.”

Simon bwas /bbstunned/bb, /bthen recounted what happened.

bEdward /bband /bbNigel /bhad originally nned to send me to an eighty year old man bto /bbget /bthe inheritance. That man was perverted and cruel.

bI /bwould

I rather die thanply, so afraid of trouble, they abandoned me and an away.

Now bthey /bwere back, wearing suits, living in mansions, drinking wine and discussing art, still trying to make me kneel and step aside.

Simon told the whole story from beginning to end. Ferris never interrupted, showing no expression on his face.

Until a bodyguard quietly reminded: “They’reing out.”

Dane and I walked out of the mansion side by side, got in the car, and quickly drove away.

At this time, Nigel was also stumbling out, supported by two servants.

He held his waist, his eyes still filled with anger and humiliation, gritting his teeth: “Give the surveince footage to the police. I want that pair of bitches to die!”

He thought today was humiliating, but next time he could make aeback.

He thought Dane was just a thug, and next time if he brought more people, he could turn the tables.

He was wrong too early.

Just then, a Maybach slowly approached and stopped in front of him.

The window gradually rolled down, revealing a face as cold and sharp as a knife.

Ferris sat in the car, his eyes cold, but his voice seemed toe from the depths of hell:

“You just said… who should die?”

Nigel’s blood seemed to freeze at that instant, his pupils contracting sharply.

His whole body stiffened, almost instinctively stepping back half a step: “Alpha… Ferris… I, I was joking, I didn’t mean that…”

Ferris didn’t even look at him, his tone as light as discussing weather: “If Aurora loses even a single hair, I’ll throw your head to the dogs.”

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