“Let go of me!”


    Amelia Wytte was dragged all the way out of the elevator of the hotel. The car was parked outside. It was not until the door opened and she was pushed into the car that she came to her senses and heavily shook off Nic Clinton’s hand.


    Nic Clinton didn’t hold her hand anymore.


    “Drive.”


    Then he let go of Amelia Wytte’s hand.


    The driver didn’t dare to dy or even look back in the rearview mirror. He immediately started the car.


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    Looking at the retreating scenery behind her, Amelia Wytte took a deep breath to psychological construction.


    After a long time, she finally calmed down. She turned around and said, “Nic Clinton, I’m not joking or making fun of you.”


    “Are you kidding me?” Nic Clinton’s face darkened as she stared at Amelia Wytte. “Then what are you doing? What do you want to do?”


    “I said I would resign…”


    Resign


    Nic Clinton refused in her heart. The colder she felt.


    Especially when he met Amelia Wytte’s determined eyes.


    It was so dazzling.


    With the smile at the corners of his mouth, he mocked, “do you think I will ask you to resign? Do you think I will let you leave the Clinton family so that you can fly with Eden Hawk?”


    Why did he always mention Eden Hawk?


    Amelia Wytte was annoyed.


    “It has nothing to do with him. Can you stop getting innocent people involved?”


    “Innocent?” Nic Clinton asked in a cold voice, “do you dare to say that it’s your sudden idea and has nothing to do with him?”


    Of course, it was impossible that they had nothing to do with each other.


    Although it was indeed a decision made after careful consideration, she had to deny that what Eden Hawk saidst night really shocked her.


    He was right. He indeed didn’t owe the Clinton family. He didn’t owe the Clinton family anything. They didn’t have the right to humiliate him like this.


    Amelia Wytte let out a long sigh.


    “I don’t want to argue with you on this matter.” She said, “but I have to leave the Clinton family. If I leave the song group, I will resign. Whether you agree or not, I will resign.”


    “Shut up!” Nic Clinton snapped.


    He stared at her coldly, like the scary beast. “You want to leave the Clinton family? Don’t even think about it!”


    “Nic Clinton!”


    “Don’t forget that you killed Bill Clinton. With this, you must stay with the Clinton family for the rest of your life to atone for his sin!”


    “I said it had nothing to do with me. I didn’t kill him.”


    At the thought that she had been wronged, misunderstood and wronged for such a long time, Amelia Wytte felt a pang of unwillingness.


    She clenched her fists and said, “look at it. I will prove it to you. I will find evidence to prove that his death has nothing to do with me.”


    “Anyway, I must leave the Clinton family. Even you can’t stop me…”


    Before she could finish her words, Nic Clinton had already strangled her neck with one hand.


    “I’ll say it again. You must stay here to atone for Bill Clinton’s sin. Amelia Wytte, this is thest time I warn you. You’d better behave yourself!”


    His hand was slowly tightening, and his expression became more and more fierce.


    Amelia Wytte felt ufortable all over her body and a sense of suffocation surged up. “You…”


    Nic Clinton looked at her and suddenly loosened her grip.


    As soon as she was released, Amelia Wytte breathed heavily.


    But she didn’t feel the difort of her body at all, and she was still very ufortable.


    His heartbeat seemed to be slowing down.


    Her hand by the door tightly grabbed the leather seat under her body. The chair was almost pinched out, but Amelia Wytte didn’t dare to let it go.


    He could only rely on his perseverance and not to show any difference.


    At least her expression didn’t change much.


    But the shock in her heart did not decrease at all.


    In this case


    It was her old habit in prison, but


    But he hadn’t lost his temper for a long time. Why did it happen all of a sudden?


    “I won’tpete with you.” Amelia Wytte said slowly, trying to suppress the difort in her body.


    It was rare that her attitude became warm. Surprised, Nic Clinton turned her head to take a look.


    Amelia Wytte’s face was only a little pale. Perhaps it was because she wasck of oxygen just now, there was nothing unusual about it.


    “No matter you fight for it or not, the final result will be the same. Without my consent, even if you die, you can only die in the Clinton family, Amelia Wytte. You can only stay in the Clinton family for the rest of your life to atone for the sin of the Clinton.”


    Amelia Wytte turned around and took a look at him. Her eyes were deep and inexplicable.


    But he stopped arguing with Nic Clinton.


    He thought that Amelia Wytte had thought it through, so he didn’t think too much. He turned his eyes coldly and no longer paid attention to Amelia Wytte.


    So she didn’t know what kind of pain and suffering Amelia Wytte was suffering, who was sitting right next to him.


    Perhaps as long as he paid a little attention, he could find that the leather cushion under his body was unbuttoned by Amelia Wytte.


    The driver in front of them drove the car almost in panic all the way.


    She kept her eyes on the road ahead and didn’t dare to breathe loudly.


    When they finally arrived at the gate of thepany, Nic Clinton’s voice came from behind, “stop the car.”


    The driver felt relieved and closed the car. After getting out of the car, he immediately came to the back seat and respectfully opened the door for Nic Clinton.


    Without waiting for Amelia Wytte, Nic Clinton got out of the car and went straight into thepany.


    Amelia Wytte sat in the car for a while until no one could see her. The strange situation in her body finally eased a little. At least she could move normally.


    Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief.


    “Amelia Wytte?” The driver felt something was wrong.


    Amelia Wytte pressed her lips and sat up straight. “I’m going downstairs now.”


    The driver nodded and didn’t pay attention to it anymore.


    Amelia Wytte took a stealthy nce at the ce where she had just grabbed the cushion. Sure enough, the leather cushion had been wrinkled into a ball.


    She felt a pang of remorse in her heart. She tried two times, but it didn’t work. She just hoped that Nic Clinton wouldn’t find anything unusual.