Be smiled and said, “You can alter your face or name, but it doesn’t change your history, no matter
how you try to erase them. There are no secrets that can be hidden forever. There are some things I
won’t mention, not because I’m kind, but because they have nothing to do with me, and I can’t be
bothered. However, if you dare provoke me again, don’t me me for unveiling some of your lies.”
Rosalind’s heart convulsed violently, a shiver coursing down her spine. The thought that Be knew her
secrets left her with an unsettling chill
By the time Justin came out of Rose Manor, Be and Christopher had departed. After the conversation
with Christopher, Justin sat alone in the cold breeze, stunned. By now, it was alreadyte in the
evening.
Justin had someone escort Rosalind back to the hospital. He then headed to Observation Tide Manor
with Ian, who was visibly distressed.
Ian was so anxious along the way that a cold sweat soaked through his suit. With a red face, he
continuously apologized to Justin, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Mr. Salvador… Punish me however you see
fit! It’s all my fault; I should’ve done better research. I had no idea the person I was dealing with was
from the Iverson family! It’s all my fault.” As he talked, the young man. choked on his tears.
Immersed in thought with closed eyes, Justin let out a faint sigh and said mockingly, “It’s such a trivial
matter. Why are you shedding tears over it?”
Ian stuttered, “But this… doesn’t seem trivial.”
“Christopher hasn’t been seen in the country for over a decade. It’s understandable if you can’t find
information about him,” Justin said, closing his eyes once more and taking a deep breath. “Even if you
uncover something, the oue will likely be the same. He won’t cooperate with us. The country has
several simr rose gardens; just contact them, and we’ll find another supplier.”
“Yes, I’ll do that tomorrow.” Ian rubbed his eyes and sighed helplessly. “Mr. Iverson is quite generous
with Ms. Thompson. For such a significant project, he readily agreed. A regr businessman would
weigh multiple options and carefully consider them, wouldn’t they?”
This remark, like a thorn, dug deep into Justin’s heart. He asked with a solemn tone, “Ian, did I treat
Be poorly before? Did I mess up that badly?”
As Justin posed the question, Ian’s throat tightened. The pressure to respond to his question left him
grappling for words. Despite his straightforward nature, he wasn’t a fool. He had just messed up a task,
and now his boss presented him with a life-or-death question. He felt like he was sitting on pins and
needles.
“It’s okay; I don’t me you. You can speak your mind,” Justin saw through his cautious thoughts.
them.”
‘It was a marriage my grandfather had arranged between her and me-more in name than in fact. As
long as it’s within my means, I’ve never been stingy,’ thought Justin as he pinched his nose, a
mncholy lingering in his heart.
Ian added, “If Ms. Thompson had seen this union as a business opportunity, reaping the benefits for
three years and then leaving, you indeed haven’t treated her poorly.”
Ian’s tone grew serious, and his brow furrowed. “It’s a shame, though. Ms. Thompson genuinely cares
for you. She once loved you wholeheartedly and cared for you tirelessly, day in and day out. Despite
your cold treatment and the Salvador family’s mistreatment, she never uttered aint. Treating a
woman who regarded you as a husband with such cruelty for those three years was just too ruthless. In
the eyes of a woman deeply in love with you, the money was a stark humiliation.”
Justin found himself grappling with emotions. The weight of it sent a shiver down his throat. His chest
surged with intense emotions, creating an internal storm he desperately tried to
suppress.
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Reflecting on those words, “she loved you”, Justin looked like he was on the verge of copse.