Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

:”Later, my grandfather came back from a conference abroad and hurriedly took the money to Las Vegas, but it was too late, the couple had already disappeared. I heard that my uncle had three fingers cut off, and my aunt, she did what a woman could do for her husband. She was already pregnant at the time. Someone in Las Vegas saw my uncle holding her, walking through the streets all night, and then they vanished into Las Vegas, never to be found again. Once my grandmother heard about this, she went mad, inquiring around, searching, and published missing person notices in newspapers, but there was no news until three years later when someone sent over a photograph of a little girl standing in front of a grave. My aunt died in childbirth, leaving only a daughter. From that day on, Grandmother fell completely ill.......

: Eliza Bell paused. For many years, her emotions hadn’t fluctuated so intensely. Her aunt, so stunningly beautiful, lived such a tragic life, all because she just wanted to love......

: ”Can you guess whose 8% it is now? My grandmother left a will, giving that 8% to my cousin, perhaps just a few months older than me. She made my mother swear on her life to fiercely protect those shares until the girl is found and handed them over to her. My mother took a severe oath, and before she died, I swore the same oath. My descendants will never touch those shares until their rightful owner appears one day.” After telling this story, Eliza Bell let out a long breath and looked at Julian Carter, who was clearly shocked, frozen there, not moving.

: ”Did you find that person?” Julian Carter wanted to know a bit more clues. Finding someone isn’t hard, if only there are clues.

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: ”No, they live under assumed identities; I can’t find them. Perhaps the Hughes Family could locate her. My uncle’s name is Luke Harringtons, quite famous in Las Vegas back then.” This was the only thing she knew.

She told the Hughes Family about this to hopefully use their power to find her cousin. Out there in the sea of people, someone who shares a bit of her blood flows, with whom she has a sisterly bond. She cherished this and wanted to fulfill her grandmother’s wish.

Hope White’s wrist seemed like condensed milk under the lights, exuding a tantalizing glow. But she couldn’t bring herself to drink the wine she held in her hand. So many people fall into the troubles of love, she thought, she should live a little more carefree, just a little more carefree. Yet, as she thought, she couldn’t help but let her gaze linger on Julian Carter. This wooden man, his entire mind is racing about Las Vegas, Luke Harringtons, the cut-off three fingers—all good clues that need to be pursued as quickly as possible.

: ”Having discussed all this tonight, I believe everyone has lost their mood. I’ll definitely accompany you tomorrow.” Julian Carter stood up and hurried outside; He was in no mood to play bedroom games now with this woman, he just wanted to find his boss promptly, this matter needed swift investigation; an hour saved in investigating was beneficial.

Eliza Bell was instantly speechless, this was too much, really too much. He just strode off without looking back, not even paying for the drinks? Tomorrow? Damn it.....

She cursed in her heart more than a hundred times. This man truly is extraordinarily tasteless, utterly lacking in romantic sensibility. Her shirt buttons were almost undone to her navel, and he barely glanced her way. She watched the bartender eyeball her chest with his neck stretched long, slammed the glass onto the table ”What are you staring at, staring at your sister......” as she resentfully fastened the buttons, but it felt tight again, so she rudely undid them.

: ”I’d actually love to see your sister, can you show me?” The bartender joked teasingly, casting a glance at Eliza Bell’s belly. She snapped at him, picked up the glass, poured the liquor onto the bartender’s face, coldly set the glass down, and left......

What happened? Eliza Bell wasn’t someone who couldn’t take a joke. The bartender wiped the liquor off his face, confusedly watching the woman in professional attire, 12-inch heels, stomp out the door in a huff.

At this hour, even getting a taxi was quite difficult. That damned Julian Carter, that damned lackey, probably taking the intelligence he just got to his boss for some praise and reward. Leaving her here—does she not even have the tiniest bit of allure? She felt a surge of anger, she thought he preferred something more decent, and special was dressed just like a secretary, who would have expected that he wouldn’t spare another glance. Darn it, men can go to hell........

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Julian Carter drove while sorting through the story he just heard; it’s really enough to entangle someone. But with clues, everything is so much better, and the Hughes Clan can find people quickly; there should be news soon. The car sped towards Joshua Hughes’s old house; tonight, he believed the boss would be up all night just like him after hearing this story......

When Julian Carter arrived at the study, Joshua Hughes was already sitting there, cigarette pointed out lit. The boss’s smoking habit was growing increasingly strong; besides not smoking in front of his dearest woman, lately, he has had cigarettes almost constantly in hand. Emotional agony, thinking of it; the story Eliza Bell told, everyone in it suffered from emotional pain, and looking at the boss now too, love is a poison, touching it is crucial to avoid worry, mental strain, psychological burden........

: ”How did it go, so quick?” Joshua Hughes’s deep eyes surveyed the weary person rushing over. He knew Julian Carter would certainly bring the information he wanted, this assistant wouldn’t be much worse in capability than him, he personally trained them, enough for him to trust.

The boss’s gaze was somewhat playful; he knew what he must be thinking, damn it, handling business with such peculiar looks from others, made him want to gouge out those piercing eyes.......