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“If that’s the only way you’d feel better, Scott, give her the knife! Just fucking stab me to death!”
Scott didn’t dare to actually pass her the knife.
Baron Lawrence grabbed a fruit knife from the bedside table and shoved it into the pale-faced woman’s hand, forcing her to stab at his chest.
Enna desperately pulled her hand back, and as the knife tip almost touched his chest, she couldn’t suppress her pain any longer and broke into tears.
Baron loosened his grip, and the fruit knife fell to the ground. He held her wrist and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against him.
“Enna, I’m here for you.
Even if everyone else abandons you, I want you! I do!”
Enna clenched his collar, her hands turning slightly white from the force.
Baron clumsily stroked her back, comforting her over and over again until the woman in his arms cried herself out of strength, closing her eyes, unsure if she had truly fallen asleep.
Baron carefully lay her down on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
With a gloomy face, he signaled to the others in the room.
Scott and the doctor quietly left the sickroom.
It wasn’t until everyone else had left the room that the seemingly sleeping woman on the bed slowly opened her swollen, tear-streaked eyes. Using Jasmine’s phone, she logged onto an email account and uploaded everything inside to the internet—
The best way to take revenge on someone is to destroy what they care about.
Doesn’t Jacob care most about his reputation?
She’s going to destroy what he cares about most!
As for the incident from years ago, even though it had been over twenty years and the evidence had almost been dealt with, she didn’t believe that amongst so many people in the country, no one could dig up any proof.
She wanted to find the evidence and bring Jacob Clark and Juliet Jordan to justice!
Outside the sickroom, in the hallway.
Baron Lawrence punched the wall, his handsome face filled with anger as he glared at the man in front of him, demanding, “What happened?”
“I’m sorry, Lord.” Scott lowered his head in guilt, apologizing. “I didn’t know Ms. Clark had woken up, Jasmine’s phone kept receiving calls from the same number, and I was worried, so I wanted to report it to you. I didn’t expect you to not be in the sickroom, and then Ms. Clark saw the number calling again…”
He explained the whole series of events, including how he went to find Baron in the sickroom, how Enna coincidentally saw the incoming call on the phone, how her expression changed after answering the call, and how Jacob showed up, Enna asked him to leave, and then the altercation between the two took place.
Finally, he apologized again, “I’m sorry, Lord. I shouldn’t have left. I should have stayed by Ms. Clark’s side.”
He guiltily asked, “Lord, do you want to find out who was calling Jasmine and what they said?”
Baron’s thin lips tightened, and he said irritably, “No!”
Last time he checked Enna’s phone, her reaction was so strong.
This time, he wanted to try to change, to restrain himself and give her as much privacy as possible.
“I remember Clark’s company is going public soon, right?” His gaze was bloodthirsty.
“Arrange a meeting immediately!” They want to go public?
They’ll have to see if he’ll allow it!
The storm brewing in Linton City now targeted the Clark Family, not the Jordan Group. What people couldn’t have anticipated was that, amidst the chaos surrounding the Clark’s company, an audio recording of the Clark family’s First Young Lady, Jasmine, confessing at the police station was leaked. The reputation of the Clark family plummeted to rock bottom, dragging the Clark company’s stocks down with it….