Chapter 1140

“Maja, I don’t care what the hell you’ve taught Cornelia, but you’ve got to put her back on the straight and narrow, or I swear I’ll end you.”

Omar’s tone was venomous

Maja had no doubt that if she refused, Omar would not hesitate to pull a gun on her.

So she remained silent, casting a mocking glance as the car sped toward the hotel.

It wasn’t until they reached the hotel lobby and the receptionist treated Omar with the utmost respect that Maja realized why Omar knew about Cornelia and Antonio’s secret rendezvous. The hotel was owned by none other than the Casson family.

It was like a stab in the heart

From the moment Cornelia had decided to abort her child, Maja knew that this woman was capable of great things

Omar, holding the room keycard, stepped into the elevator, his expression noticeably off–kilter.

Maja stood by his side, noting his trembling fingers that missed the elevator buttons multiple times.

She thought, “Served him right, the bastard deserved this”

Maja watched coldly, making no attempt to assist

It took Omar a solid ten minutes to finally hit the right floor button.

Upon reaching the Presidential Suite where Cornelia was staying, he raised his hand to swipe the keycard open the door.

But he didn’t dare

already faced death once, and now Omar had

further away, but he couldn’t stand the thought of her

room right now, on the windowsill, or

around

depth of her affection was so evident, Omar was certain that no matter how far he strayed, she would always

minutes before

do

keycard back at him. I’m not doing your dirty

wall with

the throat,

for

and Cornelia, clad in a nightgown, stood in the doorway.

Maja, Cornelia’s eyes narrowed. She grabbed

accurately, his

vase shattered against his head, and blood began to ooze

Maja, staring

glance as

Pennyfeather, are you alright?”

shook her head, rubbing her throat and

was heavy with the scent

Cornelia turned to

to the inside of

in disarray, clothes strewn about. It was clear

heard from the bathroom. Undoubtedly they

as if a string in his head had snapped, he

coming with

the webbing of his hand,

watched in silence as she

Cornelia let go.

with you, Omar. If you truly care about me, stop looking for me. Every time I see you, I

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