Chapter 777

"He said that he has something to hold against you, but he won‘t use it thoughtlessly because he needs to reserve it for the right timing," Wanda said hastily, "as for what‘s the right timing that he was talking about, I have no idea. Charlie is a sly man. I haven‘t known him for long, so he doesn‘t really trust me. But we are content with our partnership so just give me more time and I will find a way to get that box back to you."

"You already know that the box contains something that would post a threat to me; why would you give it back to me should you ever get your hands on the box?" Elliot said sarcastically.

Wanda froze. Her mind went blank as she dazedly tried to think back to what she had just said. Why did Elliot sound as though he had been provoked?

"I just wanted to know if Charlie has the box. Now that it‘s confirmed that he does, you are useless to me," Elliot gritted out coldly, "Wanda Tate, whatever you are plotting, I know everything."

Wanda was scared senseless at merely the sound of his voice.

"Elliot! I am not plotting anything! I wouldn‘t dare to! My nemesis is Avery, not you! Your business and your life have nothing to do with me..."

said, "Cole was the one who got your daughter killed; Jack Tate was the one who drafted the will and left Tate Industries to Avery‘s hands. The

hand on her phone started

tone powerful and intimidating, "because death would free you; whereas keeping you alive means you remain tortured. I will make it so that you beg for the

brought you and Avery together to begin with! I was her step–mother! I was her

your mother. I won‘t give you the pleasure of a happy ending," he said, before hanging up collapsed onto her

that he wouldn‘t kill her

one could not tell one‘s fate. If she wanted to turn the table, she would have to obtain the crimson box before Charlie;

darkened as he burned through cigarette after cigarette.

it; instead, there were always people who tried to challenge his boundaries. If that was the case, he might as well continue being the bad guy. He put out the cigarette and made a phone call.

Charlie

a dinner

your eyes on

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