Chapter 174 What Rights Do You Have to Mention My Brother?
There were simply too many places to hide a bugging device and Luke did not give her the time to check them all.
Madeline didn’t dare to risk her sons’ lives. Hence, she could only do as he said and left the firm alone without telling anyone.
There was a silver car outside the firm.
She took a glance at its car plate number and recognised that it was Luke’s. His habit did not change at all after such a long time.
She opened the door and entered it. Before she could sit firm, the car sped off.
Looking at the person sitting beside her, she tried to contain her rage and asked, “Where’s Quincy and Joel?”
To that, Luke merely gave her a smile without answering her question and his hand struck toward her nape.
Madeline immediately blocked it with her hand.
He looked at her with a deep gaze and said, “Maddie, if you do not want your sons to be hurt anywhere or even dead, don’t resist.”
She yelled. “Luke Adams! What exactly do you want?”
He struck her nape again and replied, ‘You’ll know it soon.”
of his warning earlier. Hence, she could only suppress her subconscious
an immense pain, everything turned black before
up, she realized that she was on the floor with her limbs
around and checked the surroundings. It appeared to be a room
from a dimly-lit table lamp at the corner
nothing blocking her mouth. Hence, she
light lit up and she immediately looked at the direction
her, there was a
in a huge contrast with this dark
sofa with a glass of red wine in his
if you dare to lay
have had enough?” He stood up, walked toward her and squatted down beside her. Then, he held her chin and asked, “How about
shocked to hear
you told me before? You said you would devote your entire life to taking care of your two sons and would never marry! This was
is their biological father and we’re not getting married for real. It was
at her answer of hers. His gaze was cold as he replied, “I should have killed that two
rubbish are you saying?” She was furious. “The fact that we aren’t together has nothing to do with either of them. I just didn’t feel anything for you.
you everything that you want as long as you’re with me, and I
treated you as my brother and my family. I do not wish to marry you; I can’t imagine marrying you and becoming your wife because all along,
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