Before she could do that, the man grabbed her wrist with a smirk and uttered in an icy tone, “The lady accepted my drink, so she’s mine tonight. Since she didn’t turn me down, you better not ruin my fun!”
Frieda suddenly became alert. “Who are you? Let go of Aubree!” After pushing Freida, causing her to fall on the couch, the man gently lifted Aubree’s body onto his shoulder in a fireman’s carry and walked to the door..
Frieda was both shocked and scared. Getting up from the couch, she tried to catch up to the man. Unfortunately, she found it challenging to navigate through the crowded bar as she had sprained her ankle when the man shoved her to the couch just now.
In the blink of an eye, the man and Aubree disappeared from her view. Frieda immediately went into panic mode. If something awful happens to Aubree tonight…
Frieda’s concern grew as she worried that her well-intentioned actions could backfire and cause Aubree to spiral into a state of insanity once again. If that happened, the latter might just drag Frieda down with her.
The thought of that possibility made Frieda grit her teeth and bear the pain in her foot as she searched through the crowd for any sign of them.
Despite her best efforts, Frieda was unable to locate Aubree and the man, leaving her feeling helpless and uneasy. However, as she scanned the room, her eyes fell upon a familiar figure standing in the corner.
The person was holding a mobile phone aimed in the direction of the door and seemed to be taking photos. Frieda walked up to the person. “Cory!”
Cory paused for a moment and put down his phone. His once delicate face had become gaunt and unrecognizable. “Ms, Queen, long time no see.”
Frieda looked at him sternly, and her eyes filled with caution. “What are you doing here? Whose photos are you taking?”
If her memory served her correctly, her brother had explicitly informed her that Lucian had sent the private detective packing. Moreover, he had allegedly gotten into some serious trouble at the casino and was supposed to be dead by now. What is he doing here? Did he snap photos of me drinking with Aubree just now?
Cory’s face was clouded over with disdain. “Obviously, I’m taking a picture of my lovely ex- boss. Aubree was the one who made me who I am today. How can I possibly forgive her so easily?”
As he spoke, an ominous aura radiated from him as if he were a devil from hell. There was an imminent chill in the air that seemed to come from his sheer hatred toward Aubree.
Frieda couldn’t help but shudder at his demeanor. “Have you gone insane? The Pearson family is already in ruins. How are you still not satisfied yet?”
Cory snickered. “I won’t be satisfied until she truly gets what she deserves. Besides, she did this to herself!” He narrowed his eyes and began scrutinizing the people in front of him.
“You don’t have to play pretend around me, Ms. Queen. Don’t you want to shut her up for good too? In fact, you’re probably still getting threatened by her, right?” Frieda’s eyelids quivered as she forced herself. to look away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She might have done her best to play it off, but she had faltered for a little bit too long for Cory to miss it.
He scoffed, “You have no idea what sort of life I’ve been living for the past few days. Aubree’s the one I’m after right now, so you better not get in my way. If not, I’m not afraid to drag you down with me. I only have one life left to live, and if anyone pisses me off, I’ll make sure they pay.”
Frieda felt a chill run down her spine and found herself at a loss for words. Cory simply glared at her before tucking his phone in his pocket and walking out of the bar.
As she watched his retreating figure, she began to feel something wasn’t right. Eventually, she noticed he was limping. One of his legs was injured. Her brother’s words suddenly popped into her head.
It seems Cory was really captured by those people at the casino. She had never experienced it herself, but she knew how ruthless those people could be. She couldn’t bear to imagine the torture Cory must have gone through with them..
However, she was curious about how he had managed to escape. No wonder he hates Aubree so much. The sight of a man in his prime getting reduced to such a state truly shocked her. She was taken aback but also terrified.
The three of them had been on the same boat once. Aubree and Cory had fallen so far from grace that she couldn’t help but wonder if she would be next. No! I can’t become like them!
Frieda rushed to get her bag and hurried out of the bar. She had to quickly come up with a plan to get rid of the bloodsucker named Aubree.
After walking out of the bar, Cory continued limping with difficulty into a small alley. He was drenched in sweat even after such a simple task.
He had been hanging on the brink of death when he got captured by the casino workers, and it was through sheer luck and desperation that he had even gotten out alive. Sadly, his leg would never fully recover.
It was exhausting for him to walk even a short distance. He had to take a break to regain his strength. He took his phone out and stared at the picture of Aubree on it with an evil glint in his eyes.
If it wasn’t for her, he would never have gotten into such trouble. He had been reduced to that ghastly state, and he would make sure Aubree paid for that. He wanted to drag her down to hell with him.
After he typed something on his phone, a notification that reads “Message sent” popped up on his screen. He snorted triumphantly and tucked his phone back into his pocket before limping further into the dark alley.
At that moment in the Farwell residence, Lucian had just finished his work and was about to give Roxanne a call. Since Estella was now staying at Roxanne’s house, Lucian kept using it as an excuse to call her whenever he had time.
He had just picked up his phone when a message from an unfamiliar number popped up. Lucian frowned and opened it.
A few pictures began loading on the screen. They were taken in a bar, and the dim lighting made it hard to make out most of the details. However, right in the middle of the picture was Aubree all cozied up against a random man as she sipped from his glass. The pictures after that were all of them leaving together.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.