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.”

you to answer my question. What exactly is your intention of coming

you forget that you were the one who

I was the one who headhunted you, but you could reject

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

so reasonable that you almost got

don’t care if you trust

bedroom’s

He knows. No wonder…

he wanted to break it. “I’m asking you one last time. What

calm down but did not answer

you looking for in

as her back was pressed against the edge of the rail. Her body was slanted, so she could fall down the hill at any

What are

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

the rail. Fortunately, Julian reacted swiftly and grabbed her hand. “Are

onto the ground, ashen-faced, as she had not recovered

fell at the side. He grabbed Justin by the collar and

started

legs were so weak from the shock

had no energy to stop the

moment, he was like an enraged lion and showed no mercy at all as he scowled fiercely. “Haven’t you

she has done?!” Justin blocked Julian’s fist with his arm and bellowed furiously, “Julian,

exist anymore just because you’ve lost your memory. You can never make up for the hurt that you’ve caused Rachel. The loss of memory is just a result of you

“Remorse?”

was stunned, Julian gave him another punch in the corner of his mouth. Immediately, a stench of blood spread

Holding the rail, Rachel