“She will be soon enough.”


    Once the divorce was finalized, Juniper would be his legitimate fiancee.


    Wesley’s heart turned cold. “I’ve told you, what happened with Grandma was a misunderstanding. As for Juniper, we just knew each other as kids. Don’t you dislike me? Why do you care about this?”


    Prisci fell silent.


    The tenderness between them dissolved in the silence.


    She wanted to tell him about the terrible things Frank had done, but she didn’t dare.


    She didn’t want to gamble with Bonnie’s life.


    “Wesley, you and Ms. Johnson are a good match,” she said softly, her face covered in tears.


    Wesley stared at her back, suddenly feeling bored.


    In her heart, he was nothing.


    “If that’s the case, then what do you call this?”


    He sneered coldly. “I have a fiancee, so what does it make you, lying in my bed?”


    “Do you need me to pay you?”


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    His harsh and malicious words pierced Prisci’s ears, one by


    one.


    She clutched the nket, even her breathing tinged with pain.


    He looked down on her so much.


    She sat up hugging the nket, her voice trembling uncontrobly.


    “Wesley, you forced me.”


    Wesley curled his lips in mockery. “I admit, I did force you at first.”


    “Butter, when your legs were wrapped around my waist, weren’t you enjoying it too?”


    Prisci’s face turned paler and paler, her moist eyes filled with disbelief.


    He used such filthy words to humiliate her.


    He trampled her dignity into the ground.


    Without a word, she got out of bed, picked up her wet clothes from the floor, and, trembling, put them on one by one.


    Her fingers shook so much that it took several tries to fasten the buttons.


    Wesley watched in silence.


    It wasn’t until she opened the master bedroom door and ran


    out.


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    But downstairs, Prisci was already nowhere to be seen.


    A servant came in carrying freshly brewed medicine, looking around. “Mrs. Carlton? The medicine is ready.”


    Before Wesley came back, he had called ahead to instruct the servant to prepare the medicine.


    For Prisci, and for Bonnie.


    He had gone to Bruce’s ce because he knew her medicine was running out, and had gone there on purpose.


    Juniper had just happened to run into him at the door.


    It would have been fine if she had just misunderstood, but she had deliberately said those things.


    Wesley rubbed his brow. It was still raining outside. He grabbed his car keys and rushed out.


    Just as he stepped out, he ran into Elijah, who was hurrying


    over.


    “Mr. Carlton, Mr. Wilburn would like to see you.”


    Wesley was still angry, his tone unfriendly. “No time.”


    He had no time, but Dillon was already at the door.


    Seeing Wesleye out, Dillon approached with an umbre, trying to please him. “Wes.”


    Wesley looked at him coldly. “What is it?”


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    Dillon began, “It’s about ud…”


    Wesley’s icy gaze swept over him. “Thirty seconds.”


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    Dillon swallowed nervously. “It was Sir Carlton’s idea to have Grandma discharged from the hospital.”


    He quickly exined how Frank had found him, given him ess, and told him to take Prisci and Bonnie away.


    “Sir Carlton said that since Prisci refused to divorce, this was her punishment. He also said that if I could help force her to get the divorce certificate with you, he’d give me a billion in investment.”


    In short, it was all Frank’s doing.


    Actually, he hadn’t nned toe, but Frank refused to see him, and he couldn’t just watch his son be sent abroad, so he gritted his teeth and came to find Wesley.


    Wesley’s mind buzzed, his face turning pale.


    He realized he had made a huge mistake.


    A terrible, terrible mistake.


    He pushed Dillon aside, took a few steps, then turned back expressionlessly and asked, “Didn’t you just see Prisci?”


    Dillon was stunned. “I did.”


    He had been sitting in the car, thinking about what to say to move Wesley and shift all the me to Frank.


    Just as he was ready to get out, he saw Prisci rush out the main gate, without an umbre, drenched from head to toe,


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    He was preupied with ud’s situation and paid no attention to Prisci.


    Besides, with such heavy rain, he didn’t want to get wet himself.


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    Wesley said nothing, a chill radiating from his whole body.


    Dillon felt a little guilty, wanting to say something to cover up his own cold–bloodedness.


    But Wesley had already gotten into the car. The car started normally, heading for the gate, but then suddenly elerated in this direction, almost brushing past Dillon as it sped away.


    Dillon was so startled he fell to the ground, soaked through.


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