Chapter 83
I stepped back, pressing my hand to my chest, my face pale as I forced myself to stay calm.
Those were the emotions of the 25–year–old Else didn’t want that fragile vresionat me to affect who am now.
I took a deep breath and met Frederick’s eyes. “It’s simple. There’s nothing I’m willing to do, but Mr. Ford Seniors getting on in years, and I don’t wa anything to happen to him.”
Though I was tired of the Ford Family, I wasn’t about to cause trouble at a time like this..
“You don’t have to do anything to Mr. Ford Senior Just exagerrime his illness enough to distract those people. I’ll handle the rest”
I nodded “Alright, let’s do it that way.
My phone was still in Frederick’s hand. I looked at him. “You’ve already Mocked Jonathan Can I have my phone back now? |
only then did Frederick hand it over
I glanced at him. “Don’t pull stunts like that again. Even though I’ve long wanted to black jonathan, I don’t want you meddling in my affairs.”
Frederick’s eyes flickered, but he said nothing, tuning to leave.
Soon, we reached the Zimmer residence
My goal was clear, and 1 headed straight to Mr. Ford Senior’s room.
They knew who I was. Though they didn’t take me seriously, they didn’t stop me much either.
Maybe to them, I was still the old Elise who would never do anything against Mr. Ford Senior.
Edward sat on a redwood chair carved with intricate pattems, and a white porcelain tea cup rested on the tray beside him
He lifted the cup to take a sip. dressed in a neatly pressed suit. Even in summer, he was tightly covered
Only then did it hit me that he really was a frail old man, nearing the end of his days. His usual decisive vigor was probably just a facade.
I stepped before him and said, “I can never accept Alicia.”
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