Chapter 867

“Brittany, you got any proof?” Joie squirmed, trying to break free. “You think you can just spit venom? Not on my watch!”

Brittany straightened Joie’s clothes and fixed the bandage around her waist. Everything was put back exactly as it was before.

“Relax, honey, our little tango has only just begun.”

She would make sure to settle the score, down to the last penny!

Joie shivered to the core.

The bodyguard saw Brittany exit and approached respectfully, “Ms. Dustin.”

“Fetch a doctor for Ms. Joie. Make sure she gets the best care.”

After all, what fun would it be if Joie were to die now?

“Yes, ma’am.”

Isaac saw Brittany emerge and walked towards her with confident strides, taking her hand in his. “She didn’t blabber anything she shouldn’t have, did she?”

“Not a word.”

Brittany and Isaac left, the bodyguard summoned a doctor to tend to Joie’s facial wounds. Before the doctor could even get close, Joie pushed him

you, just get

all just lackeys, mere spectators to her misery! None would

grabbed a rope and tied Joie up to ensure the doctor could do his

while after that incident, neither Brittany nor Isaac showed their faces.

long, hideous scars trailing across her skin. A particularly ghastly one ran from the corner of her

day the bandages were removed, Joie, in a fit of rage, trashed the living room. The bodyguard, expressionless as ever, cleaned up the mess and

bodyguard stood by the door, sparing

with ruined looks and

called a doctor to keep her alive

this, he ruthlessly

to

the end of October arrived.

was approaching, and the Salter family

hoops, hoping to curry favor with Grace

contrast, Marcel was run

was a sinking ship, rotting from

of key executives. After establishing his own firm, many of his former clients chose

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