-Mr. Ondo, someone is one step ahead of us!


    When Juan finished speaking, he looked at Ondo, whose face was grim, and said no more. cing the tablet in his hand on the table, he let Ondo look at it for himself.


    -I’d like to see who else but me would help Vanessa.


    -Good.


    When Juan came out, Ondo picked up his tablet and looked at the messages he had specially searched for on it. Reading them one by one, he found that the other party had done a near perfect job. There was no trace of boughtmentary, and it was very well directed, starting with the identity of the illegitimate daughter and quietly portraying Melina as a psychologically twisted and vicious woman.


    Even Ondo himself could not help but curse Melina in his heart when he read this.


    “There are not many people in Pacifica who can do this.


    But who is he? Even if the Caza Group is doing well, what is the Caza Group in the eyes of a big shot like that?”


    Damn it, he was going to help Vanessa with thework and then take credit for coercing her to ept his conditions.


    And now that his ns had beenpletely thwarted, how could Ondo not be angry.


    “Could it be that this man is hooking up with Vanessa? If not, how could Vanessa not panic and worry with all the gossip on the inte!”


    “Heh, no wonder she didn’t answer my calls or beg me, she had long since found a new sponsor.


    “Vanessa, yes, good for you! Vanessa!”


    Angry, Ondo didn’t stay in the office and headed straight to the vi.


    There was a rage in his chest that he couldn’t wait to vent. The only person he could vent it to was Melina, who was being held captive in the vi.


    With a thud, he kicked open the door and tore off his tie as he approached therge bed. His face was streaked with sadness and his eyes were cold and twisted.


    On therge bed, Melinay naked, her body covered in bruises. Shuddering instinctively at the sight of Ondo, she struggled backwards. Her feet were shackled and she stumbled out of bed before running a few steps before tripping over the chain and falling hard to the floor.


    -Please don’te.


    After her previous experience, Melina was instinctively terrified of Ondo. The sound of his footsteps, his breathing, the sound of his words terrified her. Lying on the floor, Melina shuddered.


    She begged Ondo to leave her alone.


    With a cold, cruel smile on his lips, Ondo reached down, grabbed Melina’s hair and tilted her head. Melina’s face was undamagedpared to the various bruises that covered her body.


    Fascinated by the face that looked seven times Vanessa’s, the warmth in Ondo’s eyes darkened at the thought of her possible betrayal before it could melt away.


    He pulled Melina hard and threw her back on the bed.


    -Beg me.


    -Please don’t torture me any more, let me go. I wouldn’t dare, I really wouldn’t. From now on I promise to hide and nevere back.


    Melina continued to plead, hoping Ondo would leave her alone.


    Little did he know that the more he pleaded, the more the dark and twisted parts of Ondo’s heart would stir.


    His eyes grew more and more twisted as he imagined Vanessa pleading with him, imagining her pinned down and moving in and out with force.


    -Torture? -This is enjoyment! Don’t you love me? Then stay with me.


    Slowly and deliberately, Ondo removed his trousers and pressed upwards. Covering Melina’s mouth, he brutally prated her, savaging her.


    -Uh-huh…


    Melina craned her neck painfully, exposing her white neck.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    Ondo’s eyes darkened and he leaned in and bit down hard.


    -Good!


    “It hurts, it really hurts.


    Melina writhed in pain, suspecting that she had arrived in hell.


    “It’s all Vanessa’s fault, it’s all her fault! I hate her so much! I hate her!”


    -Melina, you deserve to be happy and grateful. After all, the fact that I still want to touch you is a blessing you couldn’t have asked for. Don’t worry, until I have Vanessa’s heart, you’ll keep repeating the days you have now.


    Ondo said cruelly, with an increasingly devious smile.


    ***


    -Mrs Vanessa, the situation is under control.


    Henry let out a sigh of relief, with a tone of relief and pleasure in his voice. The thought that this time Melina had finally done it to herself made him even want to drink to celebrate.


    Vanessa snorted, but without much joy on her face.


    He wondered who had done this.


    “Ondo? No, that viin would just cling to her and not stop until he got what he wanted. But isn’t that what Dn does? What he does best is take advantage of the situation, never forgetting that he always wanted to continue their previous rtionship. Neither of these two, no matter who they were, could have been so kind. But they are the only ones who have a choice.”


    Vanessa found it funny that Dn, who had always been the best at taking things by force, had now changed his mind.


    It was not his style to give in quietly in this way.


    At Moya’s house, Gerardo threw the newspaper he was holding on the floor, his chest heaving with rage, and muttered “cabrón, cabrón” under his breath.


    Jaime stared worriedly, fearing that Gerard would be angry again if he wasn’t careful.


    -Look, look what this bastard has done! For Vanessa’s sake, he even ndered his own wife. He did it on purpose knowing that he intended to make Melina’s identity public.


    Gerardo was so angry that he could kill Ondo.


    His n, this time, waspletely wrecked.


    Today, Melina’s reputation on the Inte had long since been discredited. If it was known at the time that Melina was her granddaughter-inw, where would the face of La Familia Moya be? In this town, she would beughed at.


    The idea that Ondo, to the Moya family, would do such a stupid thing made Gerardo want to strangle him.


    -Sir, don’t get upset, what if Ondo didn’t do it?


    -Hmph, who else could it be but him!


    Without even thinking about it, Gerard decided it was Ondo’s doing, whichtely made him disobedient and even provocative. Going along with what he was doing, what was Ondo doing if not deliberately pping him in the face.


    Jaime frowned, wanting to say something, but fearing to add fuel to the fire, he could only remain silent.


    Gerardo was slow to recover from his anger, remembered that he had not seen his great-grandson all day and asked Jaime to ask Pr toe down with the baby.


    Asking Gerardo to hold the baby was definitely not something he would do. So when Pr came downstairs with the baby, he sat down and scoffed.


    After a long moment, Gerard frowned:


    -Isn’t the child almost a month old? Howe he doesn’t react to being disturbed?


    Pr sniffed and was startled. It was something she had noticed, but it was probably because the child was too small; after all, it was impossible to be sure now. She calmed down and said:


    -Maybe the child is still too young.