Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?”

“In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.”

Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..."

Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.”

Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.”

If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison.

“Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come at me, can you leave him out of this?”

“Has that thought ever crossed your mind when you did what you did to my father?!”

After his tremendous roar came utter silence. Master Rockwell was frightened and froze like a statue.

at him. “I’m never going

…

out of the ward for a while, Decker

was dressed in a casual shirt and regular trousers. His attire was ruffled and had stains on them, a completely different presentation from his usual clean and dignified

he was in. She carefully inched toward the bodyguard that came

carefully eyeing the approaching Decker the entire while.

look on Isabel’s face, he made a face and said,

you want to anyway.” Isabel

chuckled. "You're right."

entire time, he did not take his

while, he suddenly asked, “Would you mind

uncharacteristic look of sincerity on his face as his usual devilish charm with the cunning hidden underneath was

in no mood to speak to him, so she shot him down crossly. “I don’t want to

for several seconds, then he presented his question nonetheless. “When you were with me six years ago, why didn't you tell me your true identity? Did you not think that I