“Miss Moore, we were so blinded, so obsessed, that we agreed to sign the contract with that son of a bitch Isaac Moore.”
Bang!
They said, slapping themselves.
“We know we were wrong. We sent Isaac back, so please give us another chance.”
Bang!
Another slap.
“We will not sign the contract with anyone else but you.”
Bang!
The three of them said, slapping and kneeling for mercy. Within two minutes, their faces were swollen and they were in a mess, with none of the boss’s arrogance.
“What… what are you doing?”
Cecilia was in a state of great shock and disbelief from beginning to end. Her heart was beating wildly and she could hardly believe her eyes.
These people… were they out of mind?
How did they somehow come together to apologize to her?
It was just about signing a contract.
She blamed Isaac for being despicable, not any of them. Why were they doing this?
“Come on, get up…”
In a trance, Cecilia unconsciously reached for her hand. But when she went to help Aiden Roberts, she realized something was wrong. She looked down at Aiden Roberts’ left hand, her eyes suddenly fixed, and she asked, “Mr. Roberts, what happened to your hand?”
“Miss Moore, here you are.”
Aiden Roberts didn’t answer. Instead, he took out a 20-centimeter wooden box and handed it to Cecilia.
“What’s this?”
Cecilia frowned, wondering what Aiden Roberts was up to. She took the wooden box, opened it, and looked at it.
“Oh, no!”
The next moment, a shrill scream rang out.
Cecilia's face changed and her scalp exploded. Unconsciously, she stepped back. Her hands shook and the wooden box fell from her grasp onto the floor beneath her feet.
A bloody left hand rolled out of the wooden box…
“Mr. Roberts, you hand! Your hand!”
Thinking of Aiden Roberts’ empty cuffs, Cecilia realized that the wooden box contained Aiden Roberts’ left hand, which for some unknown reason had been cut!
“Miss Moore, I’m sorry.”
Aiden Roberts said sincerely, “I used to touch your leg with this hand. Now I cut off my left hand as a punishment, hoping to get your forgiveness…”
Bang!
With that, he knelt before Cecilia.
“You, you guys…”
Cecilia was petrified, stiff and dreamlike. She said incredulously, “What the hell are you doing? Who is it? Who sent you here?”
“Please forgive us.”
However, Aiden Roberts and others were too busy apologizing to Cecilia to answer her questions.
Sean stood behind Cecilia without saying a word.
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