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.”

summoned a doctor to tend to Joie’s facial wounds. Before the doctor could even get close, Joie pushed him away fiercely!

of you, just

her misery!

a rope and tied Joie up to ensure the doctor

that incident, neither Brittany nor Isaac showed their

leaving long, hideous scars trailing across her skin. A particularly ghastly one ran from the corner of her eye to her jawline, nearly

fit of rage, trashed the living room. The bodyguard, expressionless as ever, cleaned up the mess and

by the door,

ruined looks and a shattered spirit.

bodyguards called a doctor to keep her alive with IV nutrition.

he ruthlessly cut off her lifeline.

into submission, Joie began to eat,

long, the end of

90th birthday was approaching, and the Salter

hoops, hoping to curry favor with Grace and earn her special regard.

contrast, Marcel was run ragged.

was a sinking ship, rotting from

he took with him vital secrets and a number of key executives. After establishing his own firm, many of his former clients chose him

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