Chapter 93 I Let Him Get Away
“I’m sorry, Grandpa. I lied to you,” Cynthia sincerely apologized to Phillip.
After a long silence on the other end of the phone, Phillip finally said, “Bring the children back home to see me.”
Cynthia could only acquiesce.
Colton observed her helpless expression, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. “You…”
“I’ll take the children to see Grandpa on time,” the
me to hide away with the children.”
phone. “You should also know that it’s easy fo..ynthia said decisively after hanging up
Colton had never expected Cynthia to utter such words. He stared at her coldly. “Cynthia, don’t you dare!”
Cynthia curved her lips into a smirk. “It’s not like I haven’t done it before.”
Colton was furious. He seized Cynthia’s wrist, and their eyes met. “Have I been too lenient recently, giving you the false impression that you can threaten me?”
The distance between the two was incredibly close, so much so that Cynthia could even feel his warm breath against her skin.
His aura was simply too intimidating, making it challenging for Cynthia to fully embrace it.
She turned her head away, a mix of shock and anger in her voice as she said, “Colton! We’re already divorced!”
Right then, the office door was abruptly pushed open, and in stormed an infuriated Elsa.
She pointed at Cynthia and berated, “Cynthia, as the esteemed chairman of Fashn Group, is this how you conduct business?”
Seizing the opportunity, Cynthia managed to escape from the clutches of Colton and positioned herself by the doorway.
She looked at Elsa with a cold smirk. “You really have no right to question me. Afte you’ve done far more disgraceful things in the past.”
Elsa’s eyes widened in shock, She was going to hurl an insult, but a single glance from Colton made her keep quiet.
“What brings you here?” Colton–asked, a slight frown creasing his forehead.
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Elsa froze. She had received the news early that morning that Cynthia had arrived at Zeller Group and rushed over immediately, but she never expected to witness such a sight.
I just wanted to spend more time with you before heading off to shoot, knowing we wouldn’t see each other for a while,” Elsa said with a playful pout. Colton responded noncommittally, glancing toward the door only to find that Cynthia had already disappeared.
With a stern face, Cynthia left Zeller Group. The image of Elsa’s appearance surfaced in her mind, sending a wave of frustration rushing through her.
Just then, a man suddenly bumped into her. With a swift and smooth motion, Cynthia caught hold of the man’s hand, seizing the phone he was holding. “It seems your skills still need some work.”
“Watch out!” A woman’s voice suddenly rang out.
Suddenly, the man pulled out a dagger from seemingly nowhere, lunging toward Cynthia. However, a figure successfully intercepted him.
“Are you all right?”
Cynthia nodded.
She dialed the police with a sullen face. But suddenly, the man yanked his restrained hand free, brandishing a dagger and lunging toward the woman.
The woman let out a gasp, instinctively releasing her grip.
Now it was Cynthia’s turn to step forward with concern. “Are you all right?”
The woman nodded and said apologetically, “I’m sorry. I let him get away.”
The two exchanged glances, and only then did Cynthia furrow her brows in confusion. “Matilda?”
Matilda’s face lit up with surprise and delight when she saw Cynthia. “Fran? It’s been so many years since I last saw you!”
a child.
Matilda was the nanny who had taken care of her in the Beckman villa when she However, not long after the kidnapping case of that year, the Beckman family had replaced all their housekeepers, and Matilda had disappeared along with them.
Unexpectedly, their paths crossed here.
Upon noticing several unexplained bruises on Matilda’s wrist, Cynthia immediately expressed her concern. “Do you think we should get it checked out at the hospital?”
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Matilda repeatedly waved her hands. “No, no, no. How could someone as humble as me need such extravagance? I’ll be fine with just applying some medicine when I get home.”
Cynthia handed a stack of money to Matilda. “Take this and buy some medicine first. If there’s no improvement, we’ll go see a doctor.
After several failed attempts to decline, Matilda had no choice but to accept the money.
“Where do you live? Would you like me to take you home?” Cynthia asked again.
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