Mission To Remarry

Cory's face was clouded over with disdain. “Obviously, I'm taking a picture of my lovely ex-boss. Aubree was the one who made me who I am today. How can I possibly forgive her so easily?”

As he spoke, an ominous aura radiated from him as if he were a devil from hell. There was an imminent chill in the air that seemed to come from his sheer hatred toward Aubree.

Frieda couldn't help but shudder at his demeanor.

“Have you gone insane? The Pearson family is already in ruins. How are you still not satisfied yet?”

Cory snickered. “I won't be satisfied until she truly gets what she deserves. Besides, she did this to herself!”

He narrowed his eyes and began scrutinizing the people in front of him.

“You don't have to play pretend around me, Ms. Queen. Don't you want to shut her up for good too? In fact, you're probably still getting threatened by her, right?”

Frieda's eyelids quivered as she forced herself to look away. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

She might have done her best to play it off, but she had faltered for a little bit too long for Cory to miss it.

He scoffed, “You have no idea what sort of life I've been living for the past few days. Aubree's the one I'm after right now, so you better not get in my way. If not, I'm not afraid to drag you down with me. I only have one life left to live, and if anyone pisses me off, I'll make sure they pay.”

a chill run down her spine and found

before tucking his phone in

retreating figure, she

limping. One of his

suddenly popped into her

Cory was really captured by those people at

had never experienced it herself, but she knew how ruthless

imagine the torture

how he

wonder he hates Aubree so

such a state truly shocked her. She

same boat once. Aubree and Cory had fallen so

I can't

her bag and hurried out

had to quickly come up with a plan to get rid of the bloodsucker named

bar, Cory continued limping with difficulty into a small alley. He