Chapter 322
“…” Madeline began, but her words got stuck in her throat. She had thoughts to express, but couldn’t find where she should begin with as she was haunted by her terrible, horrendous mistakes. Eventually, she muttered, “Will you still be able to… begin again?”
Without turning back and responding, Alexander grabbed the documents and left. Yet, in his mind was nothing but resolute answers. No matter what happened, Elise would stay Elise-the woman he would never give up on.
Before Alexander got into his private jet, he received a call from Quentin. “Are you Griffiths handling the Matthew situation, or should I do it for you?” Apparently,
Quentin, too, was informed about Matthew’s capture of Elise.
“I’ll handle it,” Alexander coldly replied. Since Matthew was also one of the Griffiths, it was only right for him to settle the family affair.
In the meantime, Matthew boasted before Elise, “Did you know? Alexander decided to transfer the shares under his name to me in exchange for your freedom. Your grandparents are also begging me. I know that they tensely wished for your release, but what are they gonna do if I’m not going to let you go?”
At that moment, Elise couldn’t find the words to describe her own feelings. Alexander knew that she was confined under Matthew’s grasp. With how deranged Matthew was growing, Alexander must have figured out what his brother did to her. She was aggrieved, incandescent, but unfortunately, she was no match for Matthew. There was nothing she could do for the time being as he was threatening her with her grandparents. “Do you think you own everything after getting what you want, Matthew? You’re a wanted man. Do you seriously think you can run from this?” she questioned with an icy gaze.
Her words pierced right through Matthew’s heart. The term “wanted man” felt like a smack to his face.
“What do you know? You think I chose this? Do you know what Madeline did? My mother’s life was forced out of her because of that witch! Do you know what she’s been doing under the radar all these years: If it weren’t for my luck, I, Matthew Griffith, would have died in her hands!” Matthew, whose emotions were stirred, was screaming his words as if he was in hysteria while clutching Elise’s shoulders and violently shaking them.
If this was in the past, she would have sympathized with him. But that was no longer
the case. “Why do you think others should pay for your agony? Alexander let you off the last time. If you’re truly grateful, restarting wouldn’t be an issue, you know?” Elise leered at him.
Matthew scoffed at her words. “Restart? As if it’s that simple! Tell me, Elise, if you were in my shoes, would you still be able to forgo this grudge of mine?” After all, only two that had undergone the same torment could truly relate to each other.
But at this point, Jonah had already passed away. Alexander was innocent, but so was she, so why was she the one that was dragged into the matter? “Alexander and I already broke up. There’s no use taking me hostage. Do you really expect you can lead him by the nose with what you’ve done?” Elise snickered as she provoked Matthew.
The Alexander she knew was extremely vengeful, especially toward Matthew, who had repeatedly tilted him. Even if Alexander wouldn’t lay a hand on him out of family ties, she herself wouldn’t forgive him so easily.
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