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Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 193

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His parents had always disapproved of her, and their relationship had been hush-hush,until now.

Suddenly, she was legit.

Empowered by the title, she screamed at me, “Did you hear that, you bitch? I’m the future Mrs. Whitmore! If you lay

another finger on me, you’re dead!”

Ugh. What a waste of a good face.

Charles had a pretty face for sure,and this was the brainless trophy he picked?

I slapped her again.

“Even Harold Whitmore doesn’t dare talk to me like that. Who the hell do you think you are?”

“I’m going to show you what it really means to mess with the wrong woman.”

I pulled out my phone and dialed in front of them all.

The line picked up after a few rings.

Harold’s voice came through, warm and flattering.

“Miss Black! How did the meeting with my son go?”

I didn’t waste time.

“Harold, your son’s been sleeping with his assistant this whole time. And now you’re trying to marry him off to me? What game are you playing?”

That’s a misunderstanding! I swear, I had no idea. Please give me a moment,I’ll call him right away and clear this up.”

“No need. He’s standing right next to me. And just now? He threatened to destroy me.”

I handed the phone to Charles.

Harold’s voice roared through the speaker, “You ungrateful bastard! Apologize to Miss Black this instant,and fire that

damn assistant!”

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Being screamed at by his father in front of a crowd? That bruised Charles’s fragile ego real quick.

His pride flared up, and his rebellion kicked in hard.

“Dad, I don’t know what this woman did to manipulate you, but I’m not apologizing!”

“I’ve been with Bianca for two and a half years now. Whether you like it or not, I’m going to marry her!”

“You unfilial little shit! You are the death of me?! I’m coming there right now to beat some sense into you!”

“Stay out of it,” Charles growled and ended the call with a sharp click.

Then he glared at me like I’d murdered his dog.

“I don’t care what tricks you used on my father. I’m not playing this game. No one’s coming to save you today.”

I calmly slipped my phone back into my bag.

“Good. Because I don’t need anyone else to deal with you.”

I raised my voice to the crowd.

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