"Let''s talk."
In the dimly lit hospital stairwell, the motion sensor light had not activated, leaving only the faint green glow of the emergency exit sign.
In the dark space, Be and Christopher locked eyes. The surrounding air chilled rapidly.
"Be, it''s been a while since west met at the Hoffman family''s funeral. How have you been?" Christopher''s gaze was intense as he took a step closer.
Be took a step back. Her crimson lips curled into a mocking smile. "Christopher, do you really think you''re doing everything wlessly? Do you think you''re the smartest person in the world, ying everyone in the palm of your hand? Do you think I don''t know about your dealings with the Larson family''s eldest son, Aaron, or what you''ve done to the people of the Southern Star Syndicate?"
She only mentioned Aaron and not Owen Hopkins, because she intended to keep thetter as a trump card. In time, Owen would be an even stronger leverage than Yvonne. Moreover, knowing Christopher''s ruthlessness, if Owen were exposed, he might eliminate the threat immediately and destroy crucial evidence in the process.
"Be, I know you don''t like me, but there have been some misunderstandings."
Christopher fixed his gaze on Be''s face. Though he had admired it countless times, it still caused his heart to race. His lips curved gently as he spoke with his usual refined demeanor.Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
"Even if I have dealings with the Larsons, it''s strictly business. Now that I''ve fully taken over Iverson Corporation, I n to expand into the medical field, building hospitals and pharmaceutical factories. My interactions with Aaron are purely for business negotiations. As for the Southern Star Syndicate, their organization has been in chaos ever since their boss got arrested. That''s all I know."
"You and Aaron are doing business, alright. You''re trading in human lives, using them as test subjects for your drugs!"
Be''s fury zed like wildfire as she pulled out the pack of blue pills from her pocket and threw them forcefully at Christopher''s face. "The Southern Star Syndicate members are nothing but your test subjects. You chose them because you disguised your drugs as narcotics and sold them to the underworld. Even if the police found out, you would have a way to shift all the me onto the syndicate, clearing yourself of any guilt!"
Christopher lowered his long, darkshes, calmly bending down to pick up the pills.
He gazed at Be with an expression devoid of anger, his eyes still full of tender affection, as if he could not help but be captivated by her. He waspletely indulgent with her, as if she were the only one who mattered.
As expected of the woman he loved all his life, she was indeed sharp and intelligent.
Yet, despite his admiration, he
remained cautious. After all, his
Be was cunning. She might be
recording their conversagh
“Be, I really have no idea what you''re talking about."
Christopher continued smiling at her, slipping the pills into his suit pocket.
This action gave Be a stark and bloody answer.
"What will make you stop, Christopher?" Be took a deep breath, shifting into negotiation mode.
She knew he was beyond reason. He was morally bankrupt.
However, she wanted to see just how depraved and evil a person could be.
She considered it nothing but an insight into how these people act.
Thud-
Christopher''s tensed left arm pushed
O the side of E
head, pinning her beneath Be''ce
he
heaved heavily.
Be''s pupils contracted, her expression cold and unyielding, showing no fear.
At such close quarters, she was not afraid of his touch.
If he dared to harm her, she would be ready to use her butterfly knife to sever his limbs.
"Only the person who tied the knot
can untie it Despite the absence of anyone else, Christopher spoke in a low, intimate tone, meant solely for her ears. "Be, leave Justin and be with me. I promise I''ll be the dear ''Chris'' in your memories."