Chapter 98


    Chapter 98 Anthony sat on the couch like it was his throne with his legs crossed, his presence mighty


    and unreachable.


    Before him kneeled a woman with her clothes half–torn, revealing a wound on her arm. Four bodyguards


    stood behind the woman, ready to pounce at any movement.


    Anne knew that Anthony did not bother with the gender of the person he killed,


    Just as she stood there and contemted whether to go downstairs or head back, Anthony‘s husky


    voice echoed in the hall. “Come down here.”


    Without even looking over at Anne‘s direction, he had already made the decision for her.


    Anne slowly walked down the stairs and stopped until she was a meter away from Anthony. She finally


    saw the woman‘s face, unfamiliar, and filled with terror,


    “Is this her?” Anthony asked. Knowing that the question was directed at her, Anne took a closer look at


    her face and figure, before responding hesitantly, “I didn‘t see her face back then.” Anthony leaned


    forward and stared at the woman intently. “Why did you try to kill me?“. “Because...you yed me and


    abandoned me,” the woman said while keeping her head down.” I hate you. I want you dead!”


    Anne was stunned. She turned to look at Anthony, who remained expressionless, and thought to herself,


    ‘So she tried to kill him because of a failed romance?‘


    “Are you sure that‘s why?” Anthony questioned calmly. “Yes, I am sure! Mr. Marwood, you probably don‘t


    even remember how many women you slept with, do you? Of course you wouldn‘t remember the likes of


    me.” The woman insisted in tears.


    He leaned back against the couchzily. Anne observed him carefully, not knowing if his reaction meant


    anything, regardless, the tension in the air was suffocating. After a while, Anthony said coldly, “You aren’t


    pretty enough for me to want to take you to bed.”


    The woman paled in embarrassment.


    “This is yourst chance. Who sent you?”


    “I...I am telling the truth!” She insisted.


    Anthony lifted his chin and the bodyguards immediately dragged the woman away.


    “Is that really not her?” Anne asked. “The Marwoods‘ trick. They just found a random woman and sent


    her to me. They probably have a death wish,” he said.


    Anne remained silent thoughtfully, wondering why he knew that she was not telling the truth.


    After all, the woman earlier was rather beautiful. Just as she was absorbed in her thoughts, a shadow


    loomed over her, forcing her to snap out of it. She lowered her head when she noticed his probing stare


    on her.


    “People who hold snipers would have more muscr forearms and she didn‘t.” He reached out to lift her


    chin up so that she was forced to look into his eyes. “They think I‘m being merciful because of the deal,


    when it‘s actually because of you.”


    Her eyes widened at his words and instead of feeling d, all she felt was fear. “I can wipe the Marwood


    Family out with one word. Be a good girl, and they live, disobey, and they die. Do you understand?” Anne


    looked away. “Am I not obedient enough right now?” “Are you?” He asked, before lowering his tone.


    “Take her in!” Anne wondered for a moment who he was referring to, and was stunned when she saw the


    personing in. “Mom?”


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    She wanted to get closer, but was pulled backward and fell into Anthony‘s arms once again. Cheyenne


    stepped into the glorious hall helplessly with her head bowed. Anthony strengthened his hold in Anne‘s


    chin and said, “Let‘s see if you have really been obedient.” Anne immediately thought back to what


    happened the night before at the school. She had thought that she had survived it.


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