The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1213

“Susan, what the heck are you saying?” Bruce’s voice was tinged with a mix of frustration and dismay as he reacted to Susan’s harsh words.

“Isn’t it true though? Neither of you can give me what I want, and you just drag me down! I’m fed up with both of you!” Susan yelled before storming back upstairs.

With a loud slam, she shut the door of her room, her sobs muffled within its confines.

Susan’s parents had no clue about where the two hundred thousand had come from. It was the money that she had paid her own price for in humiliation!

That glaring yet precious money didn’t just fail to multiply under her parents’ care. It vanished in days, as if her youth had been gambled away with it.

No one could fathom the agony and rage churning in her heart.

look of silent understanding. With a snort,

crying her eyes out, Susan caked on makeup to hide her puffy eyes and headed to

leg. The doctor advised, “You’ll still need crutches for a few months. Try not to put weight on the injured leg. After two to

Callum replied, his voice gentle

the doctor, smiling

Mr. Gordon, on getting that cast off. Must feel good to lighten the load,” S said as she walked in, smiling. She handed him a bag of nutrients, “Heard you were getting your cast off today, so I thought I’d

her hand-she was well-prepared, wasn’t she?

bluntly, not in the mood

what you said to me outside the Draven International Hotel, Mr. Gordon? If I wanted to win over Lysander, you

the serenity in Callum’s eyes, his mouth curling into an amiable smile.

seize the moment, failed to enchant