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.

heartbeat raced a little. Despite her efforts to remain calm and

for me to be? Do you want me to beg for

words settled in the air, Madeline felt herself being assaulted by an obvious

should’ve let you die on the streets yesterday night,” he said with gritted teeth, a dark glint in his

Mr. Whitman didn’t leave me there to die. Didn’t you say that if I continued to be alive, I’d just be hurting your

His facial expression changed all of a sudden

hand forward to wrap it around Madeline’s slim neck and pressed his knuckles

it difficult to breathe, her face turning bright

to release her. Her large, red eyes met his

anymore. However, he

of a sudden, especially when he saw the tears sliding down from

doesn’t love her, her mother will love her forever

Madeline slowly closed her

closed her eyes, she sensed Jeremy

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