<h4>Chapter 847: Chapter 847: Don’t You Hate Me?</h4>


    At this point, Alice Green paused, lifting her tearful eyes to look at Matthew Saxon with a very peculiar gaze.


    In her eyes, there was pain, remembrance, hatred, and the torment of love and hate intertwined.


    When looking at Matthew Saxon, the torment of tangled love and hate was extremely intense.


    "Matthew, do you know? Our family could have gotten through it initially. Although there were some problems in thepany back then, with my dad’s efforts, he had already secured a loan that could resolve the crisis. But because of your Saxon Family’s interference, that money ultimately went down the drain."


    "Thepany couldn’t hold on for long before it went bankrupt. Dad couldn’t bear the blow and chose to jump off a building to end his suffering."


    "His death was particrly devastating for my mom. She was already in poor health, and after such a blow, she deteriorated even more and passed away within a year."


    "Just because Seymour took a fancy to a piece ofnd that my dad was unwilling to give, he was forced to his death by your Saxon Family. Matthew, do you think I wouldn’t hate you?"


    "So I want revenge. I want to avenge my parents. It was Roy Saxon who ordered the bank not to loan money. He forced my parents to death. I alone can’t fight against him, but with your big brother, it’s different."


    "He’s Roy Saxon’s son, the person closest to Roy Saxon. As long as he wants to help me, my parents’ revenge can certainly be avenged."


    "Look, haven’t I avenged my parents now? I heard that although Roy Saxon is not dead yet, his body ispletely wrecked. Even if he doesn’t die, he will have to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair. For a person like him, sitting in a wheelchair is probably more painful than death, right?" As she spoke, sheughed, but tears were still streaming from her eyes.


    "This is my story, Matthew. Do you understand now? I had no choice. I had to cooperate with him."


    "Only Maxwell Saxon can help me get revenge, and although he’s not a good person, he hasn’t let me down in this matter."


    After speaking, she smiled again and lifted her eyes to look at Matthew Saxon.


    She thought Matthew Saxon would be angry or hateful after hearing these words, but when she looked clearly at Matthew Saxon’s face, she found that his expression was still indifferent, with no change.


    She was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Matthew, why aren’t you angry? I’m your brother’s aplice. I was the one who found the poison for Roy Saxon, and I helped deal with Seymour’s old artifacts. I’ve done so many things for your brother just to see Roy Saxon dead, to see you lose everything. Don’t you hate me?"


    She had thought that only when Matthew Saxon lost everything, when he fell from that high ce, would he finally see her in his eyes.


    When he had nothing, when only she ignored his losses, would he realize who truly cared for him.


    "Was it you who orchestrated that night in Darknight City?" Matthew Saxon asked calmly, slightly squinting his eyes.


    His reaction was too calm.


    Calm as if listening to a story that had nothing to do with him.


    Does he not hate her?


    She was one of the culprits involved in poisoning Roy Saxon. She was the one who went to get the poison and brought it back.


    The calmer he was, the more Alice felt a sense of unwillingness and anger trapped in her heart.


    How could he not care at all, simply because he never cared about her, so no matter what she did, it didn’t matter to him?


    She bit her lip tightly and sneered, "That’s right, I intentionally staged a scene for you to see."