Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 503: Earthquake 

Olivia‘s POV 

Edward returned home, looking sullen "Edward, what happened? Did someone make you angry?" I asked tentatively as I approached him.

Through gritted teeth, he said, "What‘s so good about Charles? Why can‘t Caroline forget that guy?"

He was breathing heavily and he was pressing his hands against his chest.

Thus, I hurriedly comforted him.

"Implore you to stop trying to prevent Caroline from being with Charles.It worries me that he‘ll take revenge against you."

"Bah! If he dares to do that, I will kill him!" Edward‘s face turned grim.

The hatred in his eyes was frightening, ‘You won‘t live for long, old man!‘ I thought.

Despite my hatred for him, I pretended as though I truly worried about him.I poured some hallucinogenic into a glass of vodka in secret and handed the glass to Edward.

"You look exhausted, Edward.Here, have a glass of vodka," I said.

Edward took the glass from me and drank the vodka down.

Then, I helped him lie down on his bed.

His anger had all but dissipated now.

At the same time, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his face turned livid.

‘Great! My plan is progressing"

After making sure that Edward fell asleep, I left the bedroom quietly.

That evening, I went to his study in search of useful information.

To my surprise, I found a flash drive in the middle of a stack of books.I took my laptop with me downstairs and got in the car.I was shocked by what I heard in the recording that the flash drive contained.

It turned out that there was a far worse reason for the death of Simon‘s father! However, I couldn‘t let Simon know about it yet.

After pondering on the matter, I decided to redo the recording.

Caroline‘s POV: 

Dad invited many friends to his birthday party.

As one of my presents for him, I personally baked a big cake for him.

Once we had finished eating dinner, I took out the gift I bought for him and gave it to him.

"Dad, this is my birthday gift for you!"

Suddenly, Olivia took the bag and opened it.

"Huh? Why are there two shirts inside this?"

She took out the shirts from the shopping bag.

Aside from the black shirt that I bought for my father, there was another one in white.

‘Oh, no! I forgot to take out the shirt that I bought for Charles!”

you buy the two

looked at me with a smile "Hal Take a

and the style is for young

Olivia remarked loudly.

and stashed it into the empty shopping bag Determined not to let the

face turned

then, my phone rang I took it out and saw Charles‘ name

with my hand and walked to the balcony. I didn‘t answer the phone until it rang two

"Hey." I greeted.

to see you," Charles said

living

"Now?"

your house! Come on

surprised by

"You‘re at my house?"

I had thought, there was a

would‘ve been difficult to find

are you doing here?" I asked

come out, will you?" he replied,

out, or I‘m

know that today is your dad‘s birthday.Since

out and meet you there," I

to piss off my dad on his

the living room and picked up

approached me and asked, "Are you leaving? I

go out for some fresh

throat and said, "My friend is

the eye, so I just opened

had lowered the seat, and he was

of his arms was covering his

was very little

I felt that there was something bothering Charles,

and knocked

lay there for a while as if he didn‘t hear me, Keeping my composure, I knocked on the window again until finally, Charles put his

at each other through

stared at me showed complex emotions in his

I took a step back, Charles finally opened the door

his arrival, Leaning against the car, Charles squinted at me and asked, "That‘s some welcome.Are you not happy to see

I looked back, and said worriedly, "I just don‘t want Dad to find out and get mad

at me

a thin layer of mist covering

couldn‘t figure out what he was

Charles asked

his eyes,

the question, I handed

is for you," I

gift

Dad‘s birthday.Why are

figured it would

looked at me as if he

sudden, he pulled me

the back of my neck

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