Chapter 623


    Esther and Mandy were surprised by Chadwick’s unexpected arrival.


    “Are you here to see me?” Mandy asked Chadwick with a loving look.


    Chadwick raised an eyebrow and replied, “Mandy, take care of your sister-inw. I wouldn’t want that


    scoundrel to make a fool out of me in a tricky situation.”


    “Brother, she’s not that kind of person,” Mandy calmly defended Esther. “Please don’t misunderstand


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    her.”


    Chadwick coldly remarked, “Wasn’t her scandalous video all over the inte?”


    Embarrassed, Mandy nced at Esther, who had no interest in exining herself to the unpleasant


    Chadwick.


    “Mr. Pendleton, are you sure you want to risk using me and being ridiculed?” Esther challenged.


    With a smug grin, Chadwick retorted, “Esther, look around. Who would dare mock me in my


    presence?”


    Pretending to be concerned, Mandy added, “Brother, the woman in that video isn’t her.”


    “Who cares about the truth?” Chadwick met Esther’s gaze boldly. “People only care about what they


    see. The truth doesn’t matter. Now, Mandy, Bradley wants you as his wife. Just go along with it, or


    you’ll make yourself even more disliked.”


    Mandy froze for a moment. She would have loved to confront Chadwick if it weren’t for her fear of


    ruining her polished image and revealing herself as an imposter. His arrogance would have been his


    downfall if not for his privileged upbringing.


    “I’ll follow your advice, brother,” Mandy agreed reluctantly.


    Chadwick indifferently handed her a wedding dress catalog. “Discuss it with Bradley and choose


    something you like.”


    “Now?” Mandy looked surprised, having just rejected Bradley’s proposal.


    “Is there ever a perfect time to pick a wedding gown?” Chadwick snapped, visibly annoyed.


    “Fine,” Mandy conceded softly, taking the catalog as she left the room.


    Esther felt anxious in the spacious room as Chadwick approached. Her hand tightened around the fruit


    knife hidden beneath her pillow.


    Chadwick looked at Esther cautiously and smiled slyly. “I may like women, but not injured ones,”


    His words did little to ease Esther’s fears.


    “In a week, both our families will meet. You need to be there,” Chadwick ordered.


    Esther had never discussed the agreement she had been forced into with her uncles, so she hesitantly


    asked, “Do we really have to meet?”


    “Do you think you have a choice?” Chadwick barked, kicking the bedside table hard enough to


    knock over a vase, shattering it. “Don’t try any tricks with me. I’m vengeful. You wouldn’t want your son


    to suffer for your poor judgment, would you?”


    “I’ll do as you say, Mr. Pendleton,” Esther consented, her reservations disappearing as Chadwick


    threatened Felix.


    Chadwick scoffed. “A stubborn piece of trash that refuses a friendly gesture and chooses the hard


    way? Disgraceful!”


    He then left the room, each step filled with audacity and contempt. In Capitus, Chadwick had the power


    to act as he pleased. Esther knew that if she provoked him, he could harm Felix. Her child was her


    weak spot and her ultimate boundary.


    When Chadwick threatened her with Felix, Esther had no choice but toply. She retreated under


    her bed covers as if they could somehow drown out her sorrow.