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Drenched in sweat, Lauren stumbled out of the door and hurried to the first floor. At the found Betty seated gracefully in the car. The butler promptly closed the car door behind Betty.
“Give it back! Give my teddy back!” Lauren yelled and ran in Betty’s direction. Betty rolled down the car window and made a face at the sweaty Lauren.
She then taunted Lauren further by waving the teddy bear in her direction before instructing the chauffeur,
“Leave now.”
The engine roared to life, and the car began to move away, slowly disappearing into the horizon as Lauren helplessly cried out, “Betty, give it back! Give me my teddy bear!”
Her desperate pleas and tears were in vain. She felt like a mother whose child had been taken from her.
Even the butler couldn’t help but sympathize with her.
“Get the car ready!” She glowered at the butler. For the first time in her life, she gave orders to the household staff like an owner.
“But, Ms. Lauren, Madam Sophia doesn’t allow you to leave without permission…” The butler hesitated.
“I’m Ms. Lauren, the daughter of Javier Walsh. Why do you listen to Betty but not me? Go, now!* Lauren growled.
The butler scurried off to get her a car with a sullen look.
The city shimmered with the glow of night lights. In a luxury lounge in ACE, Zoe and a few rich kids in Solana City drank alcohol and smoked. She looked more like a female gangster than a young lady from an esteemed family.
Zoe went to Yoarkley for her studies after graduating junior high. She didn’t have many friends left in Solana City,
The ladies and gents that night were from the same social cli to bully Lauren,
“How’s Lauren these days? I haven’t seen her since we graduated profile for a Walsh?” someone wondered aloud.
in her junior high class and her lackeys
Isn’t she keeping an unusually low
Another gossiped, ‘Hey, I heard from my mom that Lauren’s mentally challenged. That’s why Madam Sophia doesn’t parade her around.”
“Seriously? No wonder she always seemed dumb and slow in junior high. Looks like she’s a retard!” a third one commented callously.
“Hey, hey, that’s rude,” Zoe interjected. She crossed her legs and took a drag. “They call it ‘autism’ now.”
“Ha! It’s the same as retarded! Hahaha!”
Everyone erupted in laughter. Zoe snickered gleefully amid the mocking laughs.
The lounge’s door swung open. A waiter led Betty in.
A hushed silence fell on the crowd, who exchanged confused glances upon Betty Walsh’s arrival.
“Relax. Just keep going. Betty is one of our own,” Zoe introduced and beckoned at someone. A rich guy promptly handed her a crystal ashtray, into which she tapped the cigarette ash.
Betty couldn’t help but gape at the scene. She thought that Liana was the master of duplicity, but it turned.
out that Zoe was equally adept at wearing different masks.
She wondered if Landon would be mad after seeing his usually elegant and well-bred sister acting like a
“Eh, Betty, did you not bring Lauren along?” Zoe looked annoyed when she saw Betty alone. “Sigh, it’s going to be less fun tonight.”
“My sister is getting more rebellious as she ages,” Betty complained and sighed. Then, she flashed a mischievous grin and waved a teddy bear. “But, Zoe, don’t worry about it. She’ll show up if I have this.”
“Why? Are you going to try some new tricks tonight?” Zoe raised a brow.
“Haha. Just wait and see.”
Lauren’s car arrived shortly after Betty entered ACE. The extravagant entrance of the nightclub and the tremendous flow of traffic and people triggered Lauren’s social anxiety. Her lips trembled, and her face paled.
She hastily retreated to her car and dialed Betty’s number.
“What’s wrong, dear sister?” Lauren could discern the malice in Betty’s tone amid a noisy background.
“G-Give my teddy bear back!” Lauren stammered, her face now flushed with anxiety.
“You mean that dirty thing? I’ve hidden it.”
“Where?” Tears welled up in Lauren’s eyes as she panicked.
“Somewhere in ACE. Tsk, it’s not much of a ‘hide’ if I reveal the location,” Betty grumbled in a sickly swe and wicked voice.
She continued, “My dear sister, I have not played with you much, Why don’t we play a game tonight? Find your teddy bear. It must be feeling quite lonely, abandoned in some forgotten corner. Hahaha!”
Rage surged in Lauren’s eyes. Betty’s demonic laughter made her hair stand on end. Even during moments when Betty had belittled and bullied her, Lauren had never experienced such intense hatred. With teary eyes, she bit the bullet and dashed into ACE like a rocket.
An eerie hush filled the air of another luxury lounge despite the deafening music reverberating from beyond its walls.
Dressed in black from head to toe, Landon had left his silk shirt partly unbuttoned, exposing a glinting silver necklace that swayed in rhythm with his breath.
Landon took a languid sip from his red wine and crossed his slender legs.
He casually brushed away a drop of red wine in the corner of his lip with his fingertip. He looked leisurely and even insolent, but his eyes were an icy, unfathomable depth.
A row of men stood in the lounge. Landon downed the red wine and snapped his fingers. His bodyguards split into two lines and revealed a badly beaten man on the floor who was tied up.
“M-Mr. Harper, it’s my fault. Please.” After losing a few teeth to the beating, the man spoke with a lisp. Drool mixed with blood fell from his mouth.
‘Tsk. Your blood is all over the floor.” Landon shot him a disdainful look and arched a brow, questioning,” Do you know how expensive is the carpet in this room? You can’t even pay for it with the money from selling your organs.”
“Mr. Harper! The man crawled up to Landon but was kicked away. He professed, “I’ve served you loyally for many years. I messed up this time because Preston blackmailed me!
“Well, he didn’t ask me to do anything much. He just wanted me to monitor and report your v
Preston Harper was Landon’s uncle and the only brother of Landon’s late father. When Lando he lost his father in a plane crash.
abouts.”
Fortunately, his father had transferred shares and all assets under Landon and Penelope’s names, span them from a precarious life.
Landon’s grandfather, Cornelius Harper, held the reins of the Harper Group. The CEO position that belonged to Landon’s late father was handed over to Preston, even though Landon was the eldest grandson in the family.
Preston, who cried his heart out in front of his brother’s grave, turned out to be a snake. He appeared to take good care of Landon’s family, only to put up his guard against Landon.
The weak Penelope and the innocent Zoe wouldn’t know about that. As the man of the family, Landon carried the weight of it all, never once complaining, even to his closest friend, Jeremy.
“You’re pretty good at making a case, aren’t you? You’re well aware of your seniority, and you wanted to woo both Preston and me to get some extra money. What good is that, though? You might not have the years to enjoy your wealth.”
Landon let go of the glass, and it shattered on the floor. The dangerous look in his eyes sent a chill down one’s spine.
The man repeatedly bowed to Landon. His forehead made many loud thuds against the plush carpet.
“I’m fine with the lying. Any successful businessman is bound to run into a traitor or two-that’s the hallmark of success,” Landon remarked as he leaned forward, casting an elegant shadow.
The man seemed to have glimpsed the Grim Reaper lurking behind Landon.
Landon lowered his gaze with a sneer and added, “But you made a mistake by not keeping it a lie forever. You should have kept me happy so that you’ll live more days.”
“M-Mr. Harper… Please.” The man trembled like a leaf and almost peed himself.
“I haven’t visited Uncle Preston for a while. I ought to show some courtesy. Angelina, Landon called out to his assistant and squinted.
A cold beauty in a low-back evening dress emerged from the shadows. She was Landon’s ever-present assistant.
“Mr. Harper,” she greeted him politely.
Landon’s smile faded. “Cut his little rat tongue off.”
“Sure.”