Chapter 583: My Baby

"Why is she suddenly coming?"

"Tch!"

William Quinn sneered and said, "It’s because the person she wants dead is still alive and well, of course. She can’t stand it anymore. She wants to kill them herself."

After saying that, he hung up without waiting for Walker Grant to respond.

It was just a transaction, each party getting what they needed.

He had no need to explain anything more to Walker Grant.

Whether Chloe Reed lived or died was up to her own capabilities.

the door to his study. A glint of excitement appeared in his blue eyes. He went straight to

embroidered with a repeating pattern of interlocking rings, hung by the windows. Tassels cascaded from the top, adding an air of nobility to the

occupied the most prominent position, its filigree headboard a

the girl on the bed. Her arms were exposed,

were closed, her brow slightly furrowed. She was

"My baby."

her obsessively. "What are you dreaming about? Why

coiling around hers. He sucked at every inch of the soft flesh within before thrusting

"Mmph..."

jolted Iris Yates awake. She was nearly suffocating and instinctively began to struggle, pushing at

made him more

and the root of her tongue began

finally released her, though he clearly wasn’t satisfied. He licked the corner of his mouth, his blue eyes gazing at her with obsession. "Baby, you smell so good, you’re so soft and so sweet. I like you so, so much. I wish I

hand and slapped

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