Chapter 415
Chapter 415 Being Forced to Kneel
“J…”
“I have a meeting to attendter, so take your time and eat, goodbye.”
J finished speaking and walked away without looking back.
Donahueiel picked up the napkin on hisp and threw it on the dining table, his face full
of displeasure.
J was not there, so Donahueiel lost his appetite and went straight back to the office.
Just returned to the office, the secretary brought a thick
pile of documents that needed Donahueiel’s signature.
Alfred walked
up and customarily helped Donahueiel sort the papers, but Donahueiel pressed the papers
with one hand.
“Mr. Webster?”
“You don’t have to mind these. I have more important things to send you to do.”
Donahueiel’s long, slender fingers rubbed circles on his watch. His cold, lonely eyes were sharp.
“Go investigate what projects Longfellow Group contracted and participated in three years ago before I
was married to J.”
“Especially the projects J was in charge of. Give me all the tallies, with time to
detail.”
Alfred led the order and left, “Yes.”
ncing at the mountain of papers, Donahueiel pushed them aside for a moment and turned on his co
mputer, his fingertips tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
When exactly did J meet him, and how did she fall for him, and why did he have no memory of it?
Donahueiel’s narrow eyes were half–hidden by hair. The dappled color blocks on the
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He must find out the answer and get J back!
In the evening, J returned from work to the Green family mansion.
As soon as she walked through the courtyard door, Lawrence greeted her and
respectfully took J’s bag.
“Ms. Longfellow, Ms. Poole has been waiting in the living room for your return and hasn’t
left.”
J nodded and walked straight into the living room.
Coral leaned crookedly on the cushions, her high heels taken off and tossed aside.
“You’re quitefortable.” J’s tone was cold.
Coral was impatiently tapping at her phone when she heard J’s cold voice and
winced, staring at J in disbelief.
“Get off, who gave you permission to lie on it.‘
J ripped away the cushion behind Coral, tugging Coral to nearly fell to the floor.
Coral didn’t even have lunch and
waited here until the evening. She was tired, hungry, and angry, and without the timidity of midday, she
sat up and yelled at J.
“J, do you have any humanity? I’ve been waiting here for nearly eight hours, and my back is aching
from sitting. I can’t even lie down on your couch?”
Coral red at Lawrence, who was standing to the side, and was even more furious.
“Also, this housekeeper of yours is acting like a puppet, he doesn’t even give me a ss of water, and
he doesn’t know anything. I’m starving to death!”
J’s expression was calm. She sped her arms indifferently and examined Coral.
“It’s better if you’re hungry. Only when you’re hungry does your brain stay awake.”
Coral was angry and flushed, “I think you are the one who is not clear–headed!”
“What the hell did you call me here for? Didn’t I just identally misread it? I’ve already apologized to y
ou, why are you so unforgiving?”
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“If apologizing is useful, why do I need the police?”
J raised her voice and scolded her.
Coral was still cursing endlessly, J sidestepped to Lawrence and instructed.
“Lawrence, escort her upstairs and take her to my brother’s room.”
If referring to the three brothers of the Smedley family, they would normally be called in
order of age. Only one person could be called “brother” by J.
That was Mr. Webster.
Lawrence quickly realized that Coral had probably offended Mr. Webster, no wonder Ms. Longfellow wa
s so angry.
Lawrence’s expression changed from kind to sharp. He stepped forward and mped
Coral’s hands behind her back with force.
“Ouch!!!”
Coral screamed in pain, raised her voice, and cursed at Lawrence.
“You old bastard, you dare to use so much force on me! Don’t you want to live anymore?”
Lawrence ignored her screams and carried Coral upstairs without a word.
Coral didn’t even have time to put on her shoes, so she stumbled and was dragged upstairs, her naked
legs bruised and battered under her skirt.
Opening the door, Lawrence pushed Coral in.
The room was dark and unlit, and the curtains were
tightly drawn, so Coral subconsciously shrank up and felt around in mid–air.
“J? J, why don’t you turn on the light?”
Coral’s heart was beating wildly. She groped around apprehensively.
Suddenly, her fingertips touched something cold and slippery, causing her to scream in terror.
“Ghost!!!”
“Snap!”
The room’s light was turned on and the room was instantly bright.
J stood in the doorway with her arms sped, looking mockingly at Coral’s frightened face.
Coral looked up and saw that what she had touched was just a model of an anime
character of human height, with ayer of silicone–infused exterior.
Coral was still scared and her hand was pping on her chest.
Everything in this house was clean and tidy, and Lawrence would send someone in every
few days to clean it up.
The furnishings were simple, a table and chair, a bed, and arge bookshelf.
There seemed to be something hanging on the top of the bookshelf, covered with a
ck cloth.
For some reason, Coral felt that there was something scary hidden behind the ck
cloth, and she didn’t dare to look at it.
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J put the door on and went to the mannequin. Her fingers rubbed gently on it as if
she was caressing someone through it.
The look in J’s eyes was so strange, her movements so bizarre, that Coral became increasingly
uneasy, and she couldn’t help but cower back.
“J, where is this ce? What do you want? I’m warning you, don’t do anything
wrong, or I’ll call the police!”
Coral was still pretending to be calm, but her trembling shoulders had already revealed
her panic.
J’s voice echoed softly between Coral’s ears.
“This model was my brother’s favorite once upon a time, and I spent
a lot of money to customize it from abroad and give it to him as a twentieth birthday present.”
Her brother?
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Coral’s eyes were rounded, so this room was…
“tter!”
J ripped off the ck cloth, revealing the huge ck and white photo underneath.
The man with the gentle smile inside was J’s brother!
Coral’s pupils instantly shrunk to the size of a pinpoint. Her screams cut through the
silence of the night.
“J, are you crazy? Why did you bring me here!”
Coral sat on the floor with weak legs and a pale face.
Was J crazy?! She brought her to the dead man’s room!
The tenderness and reminiscence under J’s eyes had dissipated. Her expression
was cold, and her sharp gaze looked at Coral.
“Since you can’t remember my brother’s face and have no respect for him, then kneel
here and identify him well. When you can remember, you can leave.”