Chapter 712


    Chapter 712


    Conrad, who had always felt at ease in the business world, was currently desperate and his heart was


    in a


    mess!


    He was one who always hated getting tangled in love affairs.


    Now, Fia did not trust him at all.


    He tried to exin, but found it very difficult.


    “Fia, can you not look back at the past? Just take a good look at the moment now and see how I treat


    you in the future, alright?”


    He frowned even harder. “Can you just take it that I’m begging you?”


    Fia shook her head. “It’s not that I don’t wish to believe you, but I just really can’t do it. Today, when she


    called me, her voice was Esme’s! I went to River Fane to look for her and she spoke to me with a mask


    on. Both voices interchanged naturally and one of it was Esme’s!


    “None of you heard what I heard. None of you are me. Even if you heard her, you wouldn’t be able to


    feel the same way I do!”


    The light in her eyes shook and became fragmented.


    “Conrad, I also wish to live well with you. But the prerequisite is that she must receive her rightful


    punishment. Now, the possibility of her not being dead, even changing her identity and living well,


    suddenly popped up. How could I possibly just live on ignorantly?”


    She pried away his hands that were holding her shoulders. “I can’t be like you and only focus on the


    present.”


    “Sis Fia.” A pitiful, aggrieved voice interjected.


    Fia instantly looked over.


    Britney got out of the car, appearing very pitiful.


    “Are you and Mr. Maxwell fighting? I have already retracted theint, so don’t fight with Mr.


    Maxwell anymore, please?”


    Fia’s brain nerves jumped like mad as she ruthlessly pushed Conrad aside and pounced on Britney.


    Britney, her face scratched and her cor tightly held by Fia, was so scared that she shrieked.


    “Ah ah! What are you doing!”


    “Stop acting!” Fia was hysterical. “You are not Britney, you’re not!”


    “I don’t understand what you are saying. Sis Fia, you’re sick. Get treated properly if you are sick.”


    “Shut up! I’m not sick!” Fia grabbed her cor and shook her as if she was mad. “You demon, liar! What


    exactly do you want!”


    “Mr. Maxwell, can… can you please manage Sis Fia?” Britney sobbed, extremely aggrieved.


    Conrad stood at the side, staring at Britney, as if he wanted to peel off ayer of her skin to see through


    her.


    “What’s your aim?” Fia suddenly calmed down and without waiting for Britney to speak, she said


    sarcastically with a smile, “Is it my husband?”


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    Britney was speechless.


    “It’s for the sake of getting him that you’ve done so much, right?” Fiaughed and pointed at Conrad.


    Then why did you allow him to get injured today?”


    Britney looked at the bandage on Conrad’s head. “It has nothing to do with me!”


    Her eyes contained too many emotions. “I don’t know why Mr. Maxwell would get injured.”


    “You’re lying!” Fia said aggressively. “All this is part of your n! He rushed back to see me and you


    created a story to block him. Then you called me, asked me to go to River Fane to see you. It’s all your


    n!”


    “I’m not lying!” Britney shouted loudly as she copsed, pushing Fia away hard.


    “I have never thought of hurting you all! Why do you all suspect me? I only no longer wish to continue


    liking Peter. What have I done wrong!”


    After she cried and shouted, she saw Conrad supporting Fia with a look of concern.


    Her heart felt pain and she smashed her head on a pir by the side.


    “Oh my god!” The passersby around called out.


    Conrad was slightly stunned.


    Britney was supported by someone. Her forehead was injured and she bled quite a bit.


    She said weakly, “By doing this, can you all believe me now? I have never thought of hurting Mr.


    Maxwell.” Fia stared at Britney and suddenlyughed.


    The passersby looked at her weirdly, feeling as if she was scarily evil. A youngdy was already


    bleeding with an injury on her head, yet she was still able tough.


    “If you are Britney, there would be no need for you to do this. You are Esme, just hitting your head is


    insufficient to clear you of your sins!”


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    Without waiting for Britney to say a word, those passersby who were unable to differentiate between


    right and wrong chose to stand by “the weak”-Britney’s side-and they all started to put the me on


    Fia.