Chapter 571


    “Do you know that I was conscious for about ten seconds that night? And how much it pains me to hear


    what you’ve said to Erica?” Francis asked.


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    Naomi’s face nched at the revtion as she drew a sharp breath in horror. He woke up?


    “I’m so sorry, Francis. I was wrong. Please give me another chance. Help me out and I’ll do anything as


    you say to repay you for the rest of my life.” She was willing to do anything just to leave this appalling


    ce.


    He shook his head. “I’m not here to get you out. You should atone for your sins.”


    “Francis, I’m sorry! I was wrong…” She began wailing from the bottom of her lungs.


    Still, Francis was not to be moved as he continued and questioned, “And what about Erica’s true


    identity? I bet you had used Anastasia’s blood to rece hers in order to deceive me. You’ve used me


    to bring up your daughter for over 20 years and yet, this is how you treat my daughter? You’re


    heartless, Naomi.”


    “To Erica, you’ve always been her father. She’s a good daughter and she loves you.” Naomi tried to put


    in good words for her daughter.


    “If she truly loved me, she wouldn’t have joined hands with you to conspire against me by changing my


    last will and taking away mypany. And for sure, she wouldn’t have murdered someone just to hide


    the truth of her identity!”


    “Erica is still young, that’s why. She doesn’t know anything. Save her, please! She’s your daughter!”


    pleaded Naomi.


    “Anastasia will deal with you and Erica as she has the right to do so. Everything will


    be done ording to her call and I won’t interfere in this matter,” Francis uttered, driving thest nail


    into her coffin. As the realization of herst strand of hope vanishing dawned upon her, her eyes


    widened in total fear. “What? You’re going to let her handle everything? N-No. Francis, she hates me to


    death; she’ll kill us! I’m begging you. Please save us!”


    “If you had treated her nicely, she wouldn’t have taken things this far. It’s your karma.” A visit at death’s


    door had cleared the haze in his mind. He had made up his mind to spend the rest of his lifetime with


    his biological daughter in peace; the others did not bother him in the slightest anymore.


    After saying what he intended to say, Francis rose to his feet.


    “Francis. Francis! Don’t go! Please, save me!” The desperate woman banged her head onto the


    transparent barrier continuously in an attempt to make him stay.


    Still, he tuned out the noise and left without turning his head.


    Meanwhile, Naomi, who was held by the officers, did not feel a smidgen of pain despite the bleeding.


    Instead, the unprecedented despair was swallowing her little by little inside out.


    The jewelry showcasemenced as scheduled at 2.00PM on Friday and it was expected to end at


    9.00PM.


    Since Anastasia’s jewelry would be disyed in the afternoon, she and Felicia promised to meet up


    together. They seated themselves at the front row, which was the best spot to watch the show.


    Underneath Anastasia’s long coat was a ck dress that hugged her figure well. In spite of the


    unobtrusive color, she exerted elegance that could readily captivate others with one single movement.


    The ceremony opening was then followed up by the runway where the models began to take the center


    stage and present the jewelries, which were imbued with exotic styles from worldwide. Akin to other


    audiences, Anastasia was having the time of her life while discussing the features of the design with


    Felicia at times.


    Finally, Anastasia’s work ‘Gloryio’ was mentioned alongside her name when the host was introducing


    the next design.


    Her heart palpitated and before long, she saw that very ne worn around the model’s neck. The


    model’s enticing corboneplemented the jewelry well by drawing all eyes onto the item as it


    glittered under the illuminating lights.


    As soon as the model took the limelight, the crowd plunged into a silentmotion with murmuring


    voices echoing against the walls.


    After a few rounds of catwalks, the models retreated to the backstage, where a number of rich people


    expressed their liking toward Gloryio. After all, it was a one-of-a-kind jewelry that was worth adding to


    their collection. “I’m sorry, but this set has been taken.”


    “What? I should be the fastest one. Who is it?” the richdy growled in disapproval.


    “It’s President Presgrave of Presgrave Group. It is said that he wishes to give it to his lover,” exined


    the manager.