Female NovelChapter 566: I will dig out your eyes
He sat on the cold ground, dazed, and reached up to touch his nose.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
"Blood!"
He widened his eyes, staring at the blood on his fingertip, rolled his eyes, and fainted right there.
"Sean!" Malaya cried out sharply.
"Sean!" George rushed over in a hurry, lifting him up from the ground.
Look at how nervous they were. It was just a slap, causing a bit of dizziness and a nosebleed.
Cheyenne crossed her arms, looking at the whole family, and smiled lightly, "What's with the tension? Both Reece and Sean had nosebleeds."
Reece was touched by Cheyenne standing up for him.
The George couple was now united, carrying Sean from the ground.
"Let's take him to the emergency room first to get checked."
Nora anxiously directed her father to carry Sean away.
Malaya followed closely behind.
Only Nora remained in place, teary-eyed, looking at Cheyenne with a cold, stern voice, "Cheyenne, I'll remember the humiliation you gave me today." "The tables will turn. Just you wait!"
Confronted with his threatening words, Cheyenne walked straight up to his, reaching out and grabbing her chin.
Applying pressure with her fingers.
Tightening her grip.
Two faint, red fingerprint marks appeared on Nora's fair chin.
The pain made her tears well up in her eyes.
Cheyenne looked at her with cold, piercing eyes and sneered, "Later? If you're capable, do it right now."
"The tables will turn. Show me what you've got!"
"Anyone can make threats. Give it a try, keep glaring at me! I'll definitely make you pay!"
It was at this moment that Nora truly understood how terrifying Cheyenne could be. She had always underestimated this woman's ruthlessness!
"Let go of me! Are you bullying me because I'm currently ill? If you dare, wait until I'm better!"
Upon hearing this, Cheyenne let go, taking out a plain white handkerchief and elegantly wiping her fingers.
She didn't say a word, but her actions were filled with disdain towards Nora.
This silent mockery made Nora, with her strong self-esteem, tightly clench her hand, her nails digging into her palm, unnoticed bloodstains appearing. "Kate, support Reece, let's go!"
"Alright."
Kate supported Reece and followed behind Cheyenne, her eyes shining.
Cheyenne was really cool just now!
The next day, Berry Group's CEO's office on the top floor.
Teagan once again visited Jane.
But this time, he was turned away at the door. Jane's assistant informed Teagan that the CEO had gone out, seemingly having an appointment.
An appointment?
With whom?
Under Teagan's persistent questioning, he finally learned that Jane had arranged to meet Master Vincent from the Foley Group at a famous romantic and casual bar, and even more notorious as a matchmaking venue. Was she on a date with Vincent?
This knowledge left Teagan feeling completely deflated. He had put so much effort into apologizing and pleasing Jane, believing that she was going to be won over by him. In reality it was a harsh slap in the face - Jane didn't love him at all
Purchasing shares of the Parry
Group was nothing more than an act
of revenge!
Earlier that morning, he had announced his cancellation of the engagement with Nora, undoubtedly triggering a storm of online criticism and insults.
"Finally, this unfaithful couple has split up."
"I can't believe our innocent campus goddess got pregnant out of wedlock and actively pursued Mr. Parry. Why do I feel like Mr. Parry is deliberately smearing her?"
"Does it even count as smearing? Nora was never a good person to begin with. I've always said that she deliberately humiliated her sister at the art competition - she's an angelic bitch."
"How do you know all this? Were you there in person?"
"Am I the only one who saw Mr. Parry shopping with a beautiful woman at the jewelry store last week? Ugh, men!"
The exposure of numerous product quality issues within the Parry Group, combined with the revelation of the heir's misconduct, has sparked a significant wave of outrage. Bankruptcy seemed inevitable.
Despite the enormous pressure
from both online and offline sources,
Teagan headed to Akloit, the
fet
Italian-style café, and there, as expected, he spotted that familiar figure seated by the window. Jane was wearing a bright red halter dress, which accentuated her delicate and fair collarbones, with her long hair pinned up by a pearl clip, her back straight as she effortlessly wielded a knife and fork to cut the food on her plate.
He couldn't hear what she and the man facing her were saying, but the sight of them laughing and chatting pained his eyes. As he approached he realized that the man sitting acros from Jane was none other than his business partner, Vincent. It
was really him! When he had heard
the staff mention it earlier, he had
still clung to a sliver of hope.
A sneer appeared on his face as he stepped towards them. After taking just a few paces, a waiter intercepted him, "Sir, are you alone?"
"My girlfriend is over there!" he replied coldly, pointing in Jane's direction.
The waiter was taken aback, then seemed to comprehend something, casting a sympathetic glance at Teagan. In a hushed voice, he muttered, "What's the use of getting mad? These days, the ugly can't find partners, and those who can find partners can't keep them. You just have to get used to it."
His implication was clear - to make it through, one might have to endure a bit of infidelity.
Teagan gave him a cold look, causing the waiter to retreat with a forced silence, "Please go about your business."
As he continued to approach, he overheard Jane and Master Vincent's conversation, "Master Vincent, look, these are the shares of the Parry Group."
"You've transferred them all to me?"
"What are you saying? What's mine is yours; even I... belong to you, right?" Jane said coquettishly, tenderly cutting a steak for Vincent. Watching her solicitous behavior, Teagan couldn't help but feel a sense o disgust. What shares of the Parry Group? Could it be...?