Chapter 133 The Precipice

“I have a mansion. Why don’t we go there?” Abel said.

“That place? It’s not in a liveable condition. You’ve only been back for a few months, and no one has been taking care of that place. It’d feel less like a home,” Luca said.

Abel turned his head toward the café across the street.

That place feels like home, but I can no longer return there.

I shouldn’t have packed up and moved out. If I insisted on staying, what can Emmeline do?

If I don’t let her refund the rent and insist that she cook for me, what can she do?

However, it was too late by now. Certain words had been spoken.

Abel felt incredibly down as he looked at the suitcases in Luca’s hands.

“Let’s go to the mansion. What’s it called again?”

“The Precipice,” Luca answered.

“Right, that’s it. It sounds dangerous. Let’s go,” Abel said.

Abel sat in the driver’s seat, and they left on the Rolls-Royce Ghost.

Standing on the balcony, Emmeline watched Abel’s car drive away along the street.

She wished he would turn around and return to the café.

If he insisted on staying, I would’ve let him stay.

If he wanted me to cook for him, I’d let him eat.

Of course, he’s a man of his word. I shouldn’t expect him to regret what he said.

Yes, he sat in his car and drove away so quickly.
“I have a mansion. Why don’t we go there?” Abel said.

and no one has been taking care of that place. It’d

going back to

Emmeline wiped her tears and sniffled before taking her phone to call

Ms. Louise, how

ask you, did Abel ask me to

Benjamin nodded. “Yes.”

you

is treating you like that, I don’t see

mean, he intends to propose to

said. “He said he wants Alana to recover so he can marry her as soon as possible. He’s even willing to

Whatever price it takes?

Emmeline felt miserable.

Abel. Does

Abel must marry Alana

that Abel was going to obey his

his shoes, she would not want to willingly let go of control of the Ryker Group

him

It

she would look down

“Alright,

don’t

“Why?”

“Are you crying?”

of

Benjemin ended the cell, picked up his coet, end ren out of

ren streight into e

helped her up. “Sorry,

Mr. York?” Jenie Eestwood

speek now.” Benjemin ren towerd the

door. “Ms. Plummer, where is Mr. York

seid. “I heerd from the driver thet Mr. York hes

the Nightfell

“Thet’s it.”

Jenie turned

lights to

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