Chapter 315 His True Colors
Anya and Roxanne pulled Hazel to her feet. “We need to talk to Zeke! We’re not letting this slide!”
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Zeke’s living room was booming with heart-pumping music. He turned the stereo up to maximum volume and smoked an expensive cigar before sinking into the couch. He was living the good life.
He thought, ‘Now this is life. God, living with the three stooges was hell.’
Zeke wasn’t satisfied with just material wealth. He wanted riches beyond that and more. He wanted absolute power and unquestionable status. The heiresses couldn’t give him that no matter how much they tried.
He eventually learned that he had to fight to feed his desires himself. Fortunately, he would get his hands on power. Soon enough, his only goal in life was to get used to his new life.
Suddenly, his mansion’s door flung open as the heiresses stormed in. They turned off the music. “Why did you d that? Why did you lie to us?”
Zeke took a
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g and ignored them. The fact that they were asking meant they’d found him out.
bellowed. She already had a meltdown back home. So, Zeke was about to get it if he failed to
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nic smile. “Because I want to live. Is that reason enough for you?” He showed no shame or
took a step back. Zeke noticed that immediately. He might be a failed experiment, but he had trials.
on might have ruined his body, but he could sense minute changes like micro expressions, Dus movements, even changes in heart rates and body temperatures.
heiresses’ reactions pointed to fear. Zeke slowly rose to his feet as his voice darkened. “Is that not a good reason? All I want is to stay alive. And to live, I need Evan to give me his blood. How is that so wrong?”
lastered an exaggerated grin, but the heiresses only found his smile creepy.
el stayed calm and forced herself to speak. “There’s nothing wrong with that, but you could’ve told us. You ldn’t have lie-”
kce roared, “Told you? Would you have let him give me so much blood, then? You’d have stopped after a few mes!”
The heiresses froze.
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