Chapter 297


    Anne bit her lips. Indeed! Her mother was a mistress, so she could only be brought up to be an improper woman!


    Bianca came from an honorable family, so she would definitely be a gentledy with good manners!


    That was exactly what he meant!


    Thus, no matter how she exined it, Anthony would always favor Bianca, and it had nothing to do with what kind of woman she


    really was!


    Anne originally thought that Anthony would take her to the Royal Mansion, but she did not expect the car to go more and more to


    the remote area. They got far away from the hustling and bustling of the city.


    She even saw the sea.


    It was a mansion by the sea.


    Anne got out of the car, and in front of her was a duplex mansion facing the sea, with a garden of exquisite scenes embellished


    with palm trees withrge leaves.


    One could imagine spending the day leisurely in the shade of palm trees.


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    She knew that Anthony owned many mansions, but this was the first time she went to one outside of the Royal Mansion.


    However, why did Anthony bring her here?


    Seeing that Anthony went straight to the gate, it was a little creepy that behind Anne there was only the


    pitch-ck sea.


    Compared to the fear that Anthony gave her before, it was not


    worth mentioning nevertheless.


    Hence, she refused to step forward.


    Anthony turned his head. His silhouette on the side looked sharp in the darkness. "Want me to invite


    you in?"


    Such an invitation was definitely rted to violence.


    Anne swallowed hard and entered the mansion.


    The decoration was as cool and chilly as ever, and it seemed that there was nothing superfluous


    except furniture.


    However, the ce had an air of low profiled luxury to it.


    For example, therge leather sofa was worth a few millions.


    After Anthony went in, he took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa casually.


    With one hand on the button of the neckline, he turned her head and stared at Anne.


    Just like the stance of a beast locking on its prey, he exuded impulsive energy.


    Anne took a step back subconsciously. "You...what do you want?"


    "Isn''t it more convenient to kill you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish?"


    Anne''s face turned pale instantly. She could not believe it. "


    Murder is against thew..." After saying that, she turned around and ran away.


    It was just that before reaching the entrance of the hall, she felt her nape tightened and she was


    dragged backward.


    "Ah! You let go..."


    Anthony''s devilish voice sounded hoarse in her ears, "I''m thew."


    Anne felt her scalp go numb for a while, and the next second she was thrown out and pinned directly


    on the sofa. "Ah!"


    When she looked up and wanted to say something, she saw Anthony walking toward the cab in the hall.


    Could it be that he was getting the tools to kill her?


    Anne was terrified by her own thoughts.


    She could not die, she still had three children, and she could not let them be motherless.


    When she saw that Anthony was carrying a first aid box in his hand, her tears slopped abruptly.


    First -aid box?


    Walking up to her, Anthony nced indifferently at Anne''s pale face. With tears in her eyes, he found her to be interesting


    somehow.


    Anthony sat next to her, which made her nerves tremble.


    Defensively, Anne glided to the other side of the sofa.


    "Come here." Anthony said in amanding tone as he opened the first-aid box and took out the antiseptic solution.


    Anne looked at the thing in his hand and ascertained that it was not a harmful substance before moving her body back.


    She thought to herself, could it be that he wanted to apply it on her?


    The fear when she saw Anthony made her temporarily forget her bruised forehead.


    The big palm shrouded in front of her eyes, and then her sight was limited for a while.-