Chapter 643 Dare To Use Me
Chapter 643 Dare to use me
Lincol would hate Chester, not only because of the antagonism between him and Chester on some projects.
More importantly, the Shaw family had almost fallen into Chester's hands before.
That was a bloody time in Eglinton.
Chester's eyes were full of gloom, "Say it, what do you want?"
Chester did not want to talk nonsense to Lincol.
Raising his eyes, Lincol asked, "Don't you ask, what is the relationship between me and her in these six months?"
As the words fell, Chester kicked the coffee table in front of him, and the red wine glass fell to the floor, shattering instantly.
The liquid inside stained the carpet red, making it shocking to see.
Lincol smiled, "This temper of yours" is really the same as hers.
At the beginning, Alina was grateful for him to save her, but after a long time, she lost her patience.
Chester, "Stay away from her in the future."
After saying that, Chester stood up and turned around austerely.
"Are you being grateful to me? But I don't feel you are grateful." Lincol said with a gangly smile.
Back in Eglinton, who could take anything out of Chester's hands?
Even if he was that capable, he definitely didn't have the guts.
This was a rare first for him to take the initiative to give up.
Chester added, "Think twice before you say it."
Lincol, "The Tower Fan Mountain project to the east of Eglinton."
"You can have it." And then Chester slammed the door and left.
While Lincol sat on the sofa, but there was a moment of stiffness, looking towards Layton who was not far behind him, "You heard that?"
"Yes."
The Tower Fan Mountain project cost a hundred million, and in the beginning the two of them were fighting over that project.
However, in the end, it fell into Chester's hands, and now he was giving it up?
"For her, he's really willing to give up anything." He spoken in a profound manner.
At this moment, Lincol was no longer the arrogant and unrestrained person he was when Chester was around, and his deep eyes carried indescribable darkness. Chester had not asked a single word about Alina being by his side for six months.
It was evident that this woman was not ordinary in his heart.
Layton, "It's better for you not to provoke him, it will do you good."
"Who cares about this benefit? Humph." Lincol snorted coldly.
Layton was silent and stopped answering.
The atmosphere in the room at the moment was even more terrifyingly tense. Shortly after Chester left, Lincol started calling Alina, but she never answered. Lincol looked at Layton, "Is she that busy?"
"She doesn't want to answer your calls." Layton uttered without any scruples.
How exactly did Alina treat him during these six months on Isha Island? She really had a bad temper.
When she was finally released, she would naturally be presumptuous.
Lincol smashed the phone, "How dare she use me?"
Hadn't he used her too?
Layton, Lincol's special assistant, though so.
After Chester came out from Lincol's place, he came to the door of Alina's room, and the moment his finger put on the doorbell button, he hesitated.
All he could think of was Caleb's words, 'She doesn't want to see any Collins family members'.
Lucas stepped forward and rang the doorbell for him.
Chester turned back, and Lucas said, "Sooner or later, you have to see each other."
Moreover, those problems between them were something that they would have to face sooner or later, and Chester was stiff at the moment.
The moment he heard the movement inside, his heart rose to his throat.
The door was pulled open and the familiar scent came to him, Alina, dressed in a white robe, just glanced at him icily.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
And then she turned around and walked inside.
Chester followed her.
The book in Alina's hand was smashed on the coffee table, and the moment she sat down with her legs casually folded, the unsightly centipede scars on her legs were clearly revealed.
At that moment, it pierced Chester's pupils, and his heart was even a bit stuffy and heavy at this moment.
The air was terribly quiet at the moment, only the 'clatter' of the second hand on the clock was left, and for a long time, neither of them spoke.
Chester's gaze was always on Alina's body, the depths of that gaze carried his unique uncertainty and fear.
Just like when Andre had seen Alina at the beginning, he was afraid that if he blinked, Alina would be gone.
In the end, Alina, "I did that."
Chester, "..." What does that mean?
Alina looked at him sharply, "I plowed her grave."
Chester looked at Alina in shock.
However, without waiting for him to speak, Alina continued, "I hurt Annie."
The air was quiet at this moment.
In fact, at that time, she was wanting his life.
Alina thought that Chester would hate her at she told him this, yet at this moment there was nothing but agony in his eyes.
He looked at her with heartache and wanted to come forward. Yet his body was unmoved, as if he could just look at her from afar. That would have been a luxury.
He was afraid to get closer. Who would have thought that his courageous approach would end up turning her into this state?
He didn't dare to get close to her. It was as if he approached, and she would dissipate with the wind.
"Do you hate me?" The moment he opened his mouth, his voice was even huskier with pain.
And when Alina heard these words, she sneered, "Hate?"
"What are you talking about?"
Between her and him, was he not clear about their feud?
And, under his eyes, what was it about?
Chester stood in place and could not stop trembling.
At this moment, it was as if it didn't matter to them what kind of roots they had.
It didn't matter who had started the feud, what mattered was what they had lost.
And what led to this tragic loss.
Chester looked at Alina and met the hatred in her eyes, he was speechless, unable to say a single word.