Chapter 112

Madeline was certain that Jeremy knew for sure that he was the Mr. Whitman that she was referring to.

She thought that he would show some empathy and remorse toward that incident, but all she heard was the sound of his disdainful scoff.

“Madeline, you’re still adamant on attaching that bastard to my namesake till today. I’ll tell you once again that I, Jeremy Whitman, only have one biological son, and he is Jackson Whitman,” he said.

After he finished talking with a cold smile on his face, he let go of the hand he was using to hold Madeline in place.

“I’m hungry, go get a bowl of porridge for me,” he said.

Madeline clenched both her fists tightly. Looking at the cold, merciless man before her, she said in a dull tone, “I didn’t make enough for you, Mr. Whitman. The portion here is small, please go back.”

“Madeline Crawford, is this the attitude you’re going to have while talking to me?” Jeremy asked, his brows furrowing slightly. It was evident that he was displeased.

Despite her efforts to remain calm and steady,

Then how would you wish for me to be? Do you want me to beg for you on the floor like a dog just like how I did in the

the air, Madeline felt herself being assaulted by an obvious blast

guess I should’ve let you die on the streets yesterday night,” he said with gritted

that if I continued to be alive, I’d just be hurting your sweetheart more? Then why did you save me yesterday night? Why not let me die just like that? I’d

because she mentioned Meredith. His facial

reached his hand forward to wrap it around Madeline’s slim

it difficult to

she didn’t beg for him to release her. Her

fear death anymore. However, he suddenly

especially when he saw

father doesn’t love her, her mother will love her forever and always. She’ll

Madeline slowly

she closed her eyes, she sensed Jeremy

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