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Become Filthy Rich After Divorce novel Chapter 217

"So, what else do you want?" The man's face grew colder and colder.

While being looked at by the man in such a cold manner, and even questioned in such a cold tone, Emma only felt that she was embarrassed like never before.

She was so unappealing to him?

Now no matter what kind of pity she was, his attitude shows as if all this has nothing to do with him.

Such coldness was something Emma had never thought of before.

Even after taking several deep breaths, she couldn't suppress the stuffy weight in her heart.

"Don't you see it yet? The people at Collins Castle now won't leave me alone at all."

Whether it was Chester or the people over at Collins Castle wouldn't let her go.

Especially since Nova was now in trouble, this made Emma's heart even more panicked.

"If I leave you, I will die."

Emma said in a choked tone.

"So?"

"Let go of Alina."

The coldness in the man's eyes was almost like drowning Emma, and at this time, Emma really didn't care about anything.

She was really scared.

This scene now was a danger that she had never experienced before.

She also recognised it clearly.

Now, she had lost even the chance to leave Caleb, there was no other way but to stay with him.

The man looked at her sarcastically.

"You don't look at me like that, being by your side, I was caught up in such strife, it is something I didn't expect."

"That night, was it really you?"

The man did not answer her words, but turned asked such a question suddenly, not for the first time.

But because of the suddenness of his question, Emma's face went pale. Her heart was beating uncontrollably.

Looking at Caleb's eyes, she got sadder, "Why would you ask this?"

If he didn't know, why would he ask again and again? Although it was a question, the tone of voice was clearly affirmative.

Emma's heart was tearing even more.

It hurt, even was suffocating.

"What colour was that bin?"

"What?"

Emma stiffened violently as he asked the question.

Her heart was more than choked.

"What the hell are you doing?" Emma looked at Caleb in despair.

He must have known the truth.

Last time, when he asked this, she had a hunch that he knew, and it was a good thing he didn't pursue it.

Now, he was torturing her bit by bit, that she had nowhere to go.

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