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His voice was cold and indifferent, as if he didn’t even care that he was Cherise’s husband. He acted more like a guest than a spouse.
His words had stirred up lan’s emotions, but he kept his cool.
“You know my relationship with Cherise?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“How could I not know the man who asked my new bride out the day after my wedding?”
Damien spoke with his deep and gravelly voice, sending a shiver down the spine of the person at the other end of the call. “I can let you off once, seeing how you were a senior she respected in school. I will not be so forgiving next time.”
“I’ll give you ten seconds to decide whether you want to send her back to Swan Lake Chateau–or would you like to test my patience?”
Ian’s forehead was headed with sweat.
“Who are you?”
“Cherise’s husband is nothing more than a middle–aged social climber!”
How could such a man have such a commanding presence?
“Middle–aged social climber.”
He lowered his voice and repeated the words, then chuckled. “That’s the most creative insult I’ve ever received.”
“You have seven more seconds.”
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“I’ll send her back.”
Jan wasn’t afraid of his threat, but he wasn’t willing to risk anything for a married lady like Cherise. It just wasn’t worth it.
He sighed deeply and turned the car around to drive towards Swan Lake Chateau as soon as the call ended.
Seeing the white car drive away, a young teenager standing under the traffic light huffed as he kept the darts in his hands and skated away.
I’m so hungry…”
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