My Mute Bride

Chapter 330 The Dusty Truth

Justin supported himself against the table as blood rushed to his head, making him feel very dizzy. Frankie was worried. “President Burton, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Those words had only just left Justin’s mouth when he abruptly stumbled. He could barely stand as all the strength left his knees.

Frankie moved quickly to support Justin. “President Burton, are you feeling dizzy again? I’ll send you to the hospital.”

“No need!” Justin clenched his fists tightly and it took a long while for him to recover his strength.

The difference in Rachel’s attitude almost made her seem like she was a different person altogether. Her voice over the phone was so cold that she sounded like a stranger when he would rather have her show some emotions for him. However, there was nothing—not the slightest hint whatsoever.

“President Burton, please don’t be angry. The Legal Department is urgently working on this matter. Mr. Foster has no contractual integrity either. You originally planned to hand these warehouses to President Hudson out of kindness, but now… What a terrible mess. I’ll go and explain to President Hudson.”

“No need.” Justin leaned against the chair and slowly lowered himself into the seat. “You can leave for now.”

Frankie was slightly taken aback by those words and glanced at Justin a few times with worry. Before he left, he quietly heaved a sigh in his heart. Who could have imagined that things would turn into such a huge mess? I’m sure President Hudson thinks that Mr. Burton is deliberately finding faults with her. At this point, it’s impossible to clear up this misunderstanding.

After Frankie left, Justin quietly sat at his desk alone. A pounding headache threatened to split his head apart as he tremblingly pulled open the drawer on his left to search for his medicine. It took some searching before he found the bottle of medicine, only to discover that the bottle was empty.

A moment of dizziness washed over him, causing him to collapse to the floor. The pain was so intense that he could barely breathe. His entire body curled up into a ball; his complexion was pale and his body was drenched in cold sweat.

He did not know how long passed. All of a sudden, an image of the accident that occurred five years before flashed through his mind.

Crash. There was a loud crash that was accompanied by the sharp squeal of brakes. The car he was driving had slammed into the protective barrier along the highway to the airport, after which the entire car teetered on the edge of the road and his vision gradually turned hazy.

Before he lost consciousness, he was staring up at the sky. A plane swept across the shattered sky beyond the shattered windscreen in an arc, passing through the clouds and heading for the other side of the ocean.

cry of pain and

out of a broken dam, various unfamiliar memories flooded his mind. These memories gradually washed away the original and inaccurate memories, replacing them with abusive and violent

He remembered everything.

how much time passed, but the hand that was clutching tightly at his head slowly relaxed. Using the chair and desk nearby to support himself, he staggered to his feet

that had been sealed away for five whole years were swirling madly in

was a mistake. Be it gratitude or revenge, all

Forbearance, regret, pain… He was flooded with a myriad of emotions that tangled together, which left him feeling guilty and remorseful

Five years ago.

left. Justin searched the entire Riverdale but failed to locate

Residence. A scar stretched from his forehead across his stern face and it was this scar that made him look terrifying as though his entire face had been divided into two. At this

help shuddering when he entered and saw this sight, after which he cautiously said, “President Burton, the person you

Justin immediately rose from the

of his subordinates entered from outside with an old man

man was none other than Irwin Chase, the human trafficker, whom Rachel called ‘Grandpa

he saw Justin. “I beg

a good

so much that he shuddered and immediately lowered his head again. “I… I really don’t remember. How can I forget an influential person like you if I’ve met you

That’s not what you said when you kidnapped me and locked me up in the underground dungeon twenty years

those words. The man in front of him seemed to be approximately thirty years old. Twenty years ago, he would have been around ten

these children were older, so they remembered more things and were more opinionated. Hence, they were not easy to manage. The second reason was that older children were not easy to sell.

was only one child who was around ten years old

Justin stared at the old

desperately prostrated himself in front of Justin and groveled. “Please have mercy on me. I’m nothing more than a sack of old bones now.

“For her sake? Even that