My Mute Bride

Based on what Amber understood about Justin, she knew he would surely investigate the authenticity of the footage. Justin was a skeptical person, so Amber reckoned he would definitely install surveillance cameras at important places like his bedroom. As for the rest of the matter, she wouldn’t have to worry about it.

Meanwhile, Justin called Frankie with a darkened face and ordered, “Turn on the laptop in my office right now and retrieve the footage of the surveillance camera in my bedroom. I’ll send you the time.”

“President Burton, didn’t you go hiking? Why are you suddenly,”

“Just do as you’re told.”

Frankie was startled, “Yes, sir.”

Moments later, Justin received the footage from his assistant. Based on the timestamps he had provided, Frankie sent him 4 footages.

Justin clicked into the first footage and saw the familiar woman standing in front of his wardrobe while entering a password. All the 3 other footages were similar–the woman had gone straight to his safe after entering his bedroom.

In the last footage, the safe was opened. The scene of the familiar woman taking out documents while uttering something after opening the safe made Justin’s blood boil. His fists slowly curled into a ball while he clenched them tightly to the point his knuckles were cracking. The reason she approached me and Charlotte is not because she misses us!

“Has the call ended?” Seeing Justin’s return, Rachel subconsciously glanced toward the direction of the washroom. “Charlotte is not back yet. I’ll go look for her.”

“Stop there.” Suddenly, Justin hailed her in a solemn tone.

“What’s wrong?” Rachel was confused.

Justin clenched his fist as the content of the footage replayed in his mind. With his eyes filled with coldness, he questioned, “Rachel, what exactly is your intention of coming back?”

Rachel frowned. “Who called you?”

Justin strode forward and seized Rachel’s arm. “Answer me.”

Rachel winced as her frown deepened.

“Let go of me.”

my question. What exactly is your intention

that you were the one who sent me an invitation and headhunted me

the one who headhunted you, but

Riverdale? Just because you’re the president of Burton Group? Should I then never set

reasonable that you almost

you trust me

the password of my bedroom’s safe?” Justin

He knows. No wonder…

if he wanted to break it. “I’m asking you one last time. What are you looking for? Why

panic, Rachel forced herself to calm down but did

earth were you looking for in

approached Rachel while the latter exclaimed as her back was pressed against the edge of the rail. Her body was

Burton! What are you

from behind Justin. Before Justin could react, he felt a gush of wind followed by a punch in his

almost fell out from the rail.

the ground, ashen-faced, as she had not

at the side. He grabbed Justin by the collar and gave him another punch. “Have

two men started landing blows

so weak from the shock she couldn’t

no energy to

and showed no mercy at all as he scowled fiercely. “Haven’t you hurt her enough back then?! 5 years have passed, yet you still refuse to let her off. How can you

what on earth she has done?!” Justin blocked

exist anymore just because you’ve lost your memory. You can never

“Remorse?”

the corner of his mouth. Immediately, a stench

A weak retort came forth. Holding the rail, Rachel stood up slowly. “That’s enough,