Chapter 275
Inside a shabby office, there were a few people lying around chatting. Deeper in the office, there was a
broken desk, and a man was leaning against a sofa behind it.
Seeing
Estelle, a few people stood up and recognized her as the woman with Jonathan earlier. They sneered, “
How did this beauty find her way
here?”
Others chimed in,
“Must be that she’s got a thing for our Xavier, and followed him secretly!”
“Nah, I bet it’s Jonathan trying to apologize to our Xavier, and sent her over as a peace offering!”
“Hahahaha!”
Estelle kept her face cold, not even looking at them’ and went straight ahead.
A man with a ck flower tattoo on his arm reached out to touch Estelle’s face, “You’re quite a looker, g
irl. Wanna y with me first?”
Estelle suddenly grabbed the man’s wrist, and with a “crack” sound, his hand was dislocated and hung
down at a twisted angle.
“Ahh!” The man screamed, backing away while holding his wrist.
The others‘ faces changed, they all stood up, and the joking atmosphere was gone. They all fiercely sta
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red at Estelle and started gathering around her.
“Bang!”
Xavier smashed a bottle on the table and red at them coldly, “Get out, all of you!”
Everyone hesitated, looking at Xavier with resentment, “Xavier! She hurt Lee!”
“Go treat his wound! The rest of you, get out!” Xavier yelled with a stern face.
The group exchanged nces, although suspicious, they didn’t dare to say anything more. They left on
e by one, and thest person even closed the door.
Xavier walked over, his wild eyes fixed on Estelle, and coldly asked, “What are you doing here?”
Estelle inquired, “So this is the life you’ve been living?”
Xavierughed sarcastically, lit a cigarette, and said with a disdainful and cold expression, “What’s it go
t to do with you? Who are you to interfere in my business?”
Estelle’s face remained cold, “I know you hate me, but you don’t have to go and ruin yourself like this!”
“Hate
you?” Xavier stared at her coldly and chuckled, “Don’t tter yourself. The life I choose has nothing to d
o with anyone!”
Estelle’s voice trembled, “We survived because of their sacrifice. If you mess up your
life, their sacrifices mean nothing!”
“Don’t mention them!” Xavier suddenly roared, his
face turning pale, and his hand holding the cigarette trembling, “What right do you have to bring them u
p? You shed no tears when they died. If you did not see me today, you’d have long forgotten all of us!”
He approached Estelle and
grabbed her by the front of her clothes. “Shadow took more than ten bullets for you, his guts were spilli
ng out, and Tyrannosaurus took the bullets that were meant for your head. All of them
died because of you!”
Estelle’s eyes turned red, and she said slowly, “I know. I have never forgotten this, not even for a mom
ent!”
He inhaled deeply, his
voice bing more choked, “You know what? I didn’t even hate you when I found out
the truth. We vowed to live and die together. Even if we die for you, we wouldn’t say no. But despite all
the years we spent fighting together and the life–or–
death moments we shared, you were just too cold! Ste, do you have feelings? Do you even feel any
normal human emotions?”
He threw Estelle away with a powerful force, his face twisted in rage and eyes bulging with fury!
Estelle’s body mmed into the old sofa nearby, her head
hitting a beer bottle, and her vision became blurred. All she could see was blood –
it was the blood of the people that she cared about the most, but she couldn’t shed a single tear.
In her daze, her stepmother’s face appeared amidst the blood, grabbing her head and
smashing it against the wall repeatedly, “Why don’t you cry when I beat you, you
emotionless piece of trash! Why don’t you just die?”
Yeah, why didn’t she die? Why didn’t she die when her stepmother beat her, or when Tyrannosaurus a
nd Shadow sacrificed themselves for her?