Chapter 443 – An Unbreakable Vow with the Heartless Tycoon

Leilani held the pillow and didn’t answer. She buried her head in it. She was in a terrible mood. She just wanted to stay like this until the next day.

Every second of every minute of her stay would break her up.

She didn’t know how long she maintained the position. She just fell asleep and didn’t realize she was moved to bed at midnight.

When she woke up in the morning, she realized she had swapped positions with Andrew. She was on the bed and Andrew on the couch.

“Good morning,” Andrew sat up from the couch and rubbed his eyes.

Leilani didn’t look at him. She looked at the wall and couldn’t help getting chilly. She always felt she was watched behind the wall.

Soon, the maid came in. She didn’t bring breakfast this time.

“Mr. Clifford, Miss Aiktens, Mr. Clifford, said you’re free to go.”

Andrew was too pleased that he almost jumped off the couch.

“Really?”

The maid nodded in the robot way.

“You may go whenever you want.”

After passing Mr. Bamford’s order, the maid turned around and left. But Leilani stopped her.

“Is Mr. Bamford still in the castle?”

The maid froze for a second. She didn’t know why Leilani asked the question. She stared at her with confusion and didn’t give her an answer.

“Tell him I want to see him.”

The maid slightly frowned. From the way Leilani spoke, she didn’t show Mr. Bamford any respect.

“Leilani, do you lose your mind?” Finally, they could leave. They should leave the place without any hesitation. Why did she want to meet Mr. Bamford? If he changed his mind, everything was ruined.

“Just tell him. He’ll be pleased to see me.”

Although the maid wasn’t happy about Leilani’s tone, she had to pass the information to Mr. Hamiilton. So, Leilani was standing three meters away from the dining table.

There was a bodyguard every three meters in the dining room. Two personal bodyguards stood behind Mr. Bamford’s back.

Mr. Bamford was having his breakfast. He was watching the newspaper while drinking milk.

He didn’t even look up at Leilani, nor speak to her.

It remained the same for almost half an hour. So Mr. Bamford flipped through the newspaper and drank milk for half an hour, while Leilani stood where she was.

Leilani was not in a rush. She knew whoever first started talking got the downwind.

Mr. Bamford knew this too. So another half hour passed.

Mr. Bamford took another sip of milk, and the taste was funny. He asked to change his milk. He looked up, and Leilani was still there. She was casual and waiting for him to start.

“Talk to me.”

Mr. Bamford finally said the first word. Leilani then said slowly.

“I want lysergic acid diethylamide.”

“Oh?” Mr. Bamford was surprised. Leilani could leave here as she wished. Did she becomes greedy to ask for LAD?

“Do you want it for Waylen or for you?” Mr. Bamford was suddenly interested in the topic. So he put down the paper and looked at Leilani calmly.

“Whether it is for me, or for Waylen, it’s the same.”

Mr. Bamford smiled.

“If you ask for LAD, you must know the reason Waylen abandons you and marries Rebecca is Diana.”

Leilani felt the sudden and acute pain in her heart. But she pretended she didn’t care.

“I know.”

Mr. Bamford burst out laughing. The laughter vibrated his chest bones. Leilani felt her hair stand on end.

“Even so, you still want it?”

“Yes.”

“But…” Mr. Bamford rests his hands on the dining table and taps the surface. This was his regular move.

“I don’t need to give it to you just because you asked.”

“You will give it to me.”

Mr. Bamford stopped laughing. He was surprised at Leilani’s confidence. He was curious about why she was so sure he would give it to her. Leilani said.

“Everything you did last night was to break Waylen and me apart. So Waylen could marry Rebecca. But Rebecca was in the hospital and couldn’t get married. And you know the poison inside my body would kick in after I give birth. If so, why are you in such a hurry? After three months, I won’t stand between Waylen and Rebecca, and Rebecca could get my cordial blood.”

“Why should I trust you? What if you hurt Rebecca during the time?

“Mr. Bamford, do you really have no idea of what was going on at the presidential house?” Leilani couldn’t believe that Mr. Bamford, with his information network, had no clue of what Rebecca did to her.

Mr. Bamford was silent. He heard Leilani keep going.

“Of course, you can choose not to give LAD to me.”

Then she showed the white jade ring in her palm. A thin needle shined coldly.

“What will happen if I prick this needle in the cordial blood?”

“Are you threatening me?”

“I’m reminding you there are too many ways that I take Rebecca to die with me. This is only one of them. After I’m gone, it doesn’t matter whom Waylen ends up with. The worst scenario was we perish together. But I suggest doing something nice while you’re alive. Or you might be rejected by heaven and go the opposite direction.”

Leilani stressed “nice,” and Mr. Bamford’s look changed.

Then he thought about what Leilani said to him. She was making her condition. The first was the LAD. The second was three months of freedom. During the time, he didn’t do anything to hurt her or Waylen, which meant he had to let Waylen go.

Mr. Bamford squinted. Leilani was calm, decisive, and smart. No wonder Rebecca failed.

At last, Mr. Bamford seemed to make a decision. He stopped tapping the table and asked the bodyguard to bring the thing.

Leilani breathed out. She knew he would give it to her. The reasons she gave him were enough.

Soon, the bodyguard returned with a wooden box. He didn’t hand it over to Leilani but walked to Mr. Bamford.

“Just give it to her,” Mr. Bamford said like he was giving something casually to a beggar.

The bodyguard didn’t move. He said, whispering.

“Sir, the gate security just called to see Mr. President came to ask for Leilani.”

Mr. Bamford clenched her hands into a fist.

“Who did you just say?”

“Mr. President.”

“Arlington?” Mr. Bamford stood up, “isn’t he… where is he?”

“They say he’s back in the presidential house. He sent over the representative and asked us to release Leilani.”

Their voices were low. But Leilani wasn’t far away. She heard what they were talking about. She was in as much shock as Mr. Bamford. When she left Cambola City, the mountains collided. The chance of getting was almost zero.

But the bodyguard just said he went back to the presidential house.

What about her mother? Was she taken to the presidential house too? Or she couldn’t work out why Arlington sent a representative over to negotiate.

Mr. Bamford’s eyes were like burning torches. He gave Leilani a look and waved at her.

“Give her the thing and see her out.”

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“Leilani, we’ve unlocked the door. But we can’t push it open,” the maid opened the lock with the key. But she couldn’t open it no matter how hard she pushed.

Leilani called the bodyguards to help. And she asked them to be gentle, considering Waylen was handcuffed behind the door.

So, two bodyguards had to push carefully. The door opened inch by inch. Finally, there was space big enough for Leilani to walk in.

Waylen was still sitting at the door. He remained handcuffed. His head was lowered. He looked decadent. However, he was still handsome.

Waylen saw Leilani’s shoes first. Up her straight and fit lets, he gave her one more look. Then he kept his down and ignored her.

His look was so indifferent like she was a complete stranger…

Was he mad?

Leilani didn’t overthink. She asked the bodyguard to get the key. There was a subtle clicking when the handcuff hit the iron door. Soon the lock was opened.

“Waylen…”

“What are you doing here?”

He said coldly. So he was mad. Leilani handed him over the wooden box.

“I got you the LAD for Diana.”

Waylen didn’t appreciate it at all. He raised up his hand and slapped it off far away.

“If you choose Andrew, why come here? Why do you pretend to care? Are you pitying me or treating me like a charity case?”

“Waylen, last night, it was because…”

She knew she didn’t go through her plan with him. He must get mad. But she couldn’t tell him…

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