A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 461

A confident, arrogant, and provocative smile appeared on Sophie’s face.

This guy who was always looking down on others didn’t hesitate for long before returning to his cold and ruthless self,

“Take care of her.”

Sophie thought that when she taunted him with the reason for her brother’s death, he would come to her and ask for details

But who would have thought that he would just be slightly surprised and then ordered someone to deal with her again? Didn’t he care

about his brother at all?

Sophie couldn’t believe it, nor could she accept it. She stared at the man who had always been emotionally cold but still made her heart flutter,

“Don’t you want to know the truth about your brother’s death?!”

Bernard slowly took off his gloves, looking coldly at Sophie kneeling on the ground,

“Even if you don’t tell me, I can find out.”

In other words, whether she was the only one who knew the truth or just talking nonsense, it didn’t matter to him.

His goal now was to get rid of her and eliminate any future troubles. As for the rest, there was nothing Bemard couldn’t find out!

had known Bernard for his decisive and ruthless actions, leaving no room

experiencing it firsthand, Sophie truly realized how terrifying this

However, she said,

The forgotten past was something

the bottom of the stairs seemed already tired of dealing with her, directly looking

fists in anger, her resentment deeper

he finds out you treat me like this, how will you face him in

even until

said, “You better think about how you’re going to

this sentence, did not turn back and left the basement

as she stared

scream in terror, “Ah – Bernard, don’t forget, my father is still alive. If he finds out how you’ve treated me, he will definitely seek

had already left the basement, completely blocking out her cries, apparently not caring about

came out, he handed his black gloves to Caleb. The sun outside was still shining brightly, casting light on him without

at the swaying trees, raising his chin slightly to reveal a smooth jawline. His eyes

age of five, a little boy in a uniform knelt on cobblestones, enduring one hit after

adults watched without helping him, allowing

brother rushed out, using his thin body to shield

brother. It wasn’t him who broke the vase, it was me. If you want to

brother, who was taller than him,

who had just returned from abroad, to stand up

more was that the woman spared him because of