Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577 

In a beautifully renovated bedroom. 

A woman lay in a man’s arms without wearing anything. 

“Mr. Hall, I can’t contact Fia lately.” 

“You still haven’t explained to me why you work at Maxwell Corporation yet.” 

“To get closer to my enemy, Fia.” The woman smiled seductively. 

Peter held her chin and turned her toward him as he looked into her 

eyes. 

“Are you sure you’re not lying?” 

Esme’s heart skipped a beat even when she was wearing Britney’s face. She didn’t say anything but kissed Peter. 

With that, she lit up the flames in Peter’s heart that he had been suppressing all this while. 

He violently pushed her away. “Don’t play the fool with me, Esme!” 

Esme was so scared that she fell from the sofa. 

She looked at Peter in shock. “Didn’t you say that I can only be Britney Thomas? What if someone heard you calling me using that name?!” 

“And you’re afraid someone will know who you are?” Peter said in a cold voice as he bent over, and held her chin again. 

He pulled her closer and said viciously, “You’re this close to exposing yourself as Esme, so what’s the point of me helping you to hide it!” 

“What?!” The woman said in an upset tone. “Why do you feel like I’m doing something behind your back no matter what I do? 

“The reason I’m working at Maxwell Corporation using Barbara’s position in the company is to have my vengeance. Now that Fia has Conrad’s love and would always go to the company, I’ll be able to use my own ability to have my vengeance on her eventually!” 

Peter looked into Esme’s eyes without saying a thing. 

Esme didn’t know if she had convinced him. She had just wanted to continue convincing him when the man suddenly said, “How shameless can you be? You’re older than Fia by five years, and yet you pretend to be her junior all the time.” 

Esme’s face paled. All the vulnerability she faked in her eyes was gone and they became dark. 

She pushed Peter’s hand away. “What? Do you think I’m old? Then don’t come save me!” 

Peter looked at her, losing control with a cold smile. He intentionally hit her where it would hurt. Only when she lost control would he still feel that she was under his control. 

Esme looked at him icily as tears rolled down her cheeks, and she slumped to the ground. 

“I lost so much, suffered so much pain, but in the end, even you look down on me.” 

Peter sat on the sofa with his back on the cushion and said heartlessly, “If anyone knows who are and how it all came to this, they would all look down on you.” 

Esme bit her lips tightly as her eyes stared at him wide. Her tears didn’t stop. 

She cried without a sound. Her tears flowed freely as if her eyes were damaged water taps. 

The coldness in Peter’s heart eventually receded. 

“Stop crying. I’m not dead yet!” 

Esme didn’t say anything as she continued to cry. 

She had nothing else left other than Peter Hall… Her blade. 

She had to hold this blade firmly and use it correctly. 

“I told you to stop crying!” Peter kicked at the steel coffee table out of irritation. 

Bang! 

you 

Esme was so shocked that she couldn’t help but tremble. The table shook, and the cups on the table fell. The spilled liquid from the coffee table dripped down on Esme’s pale, white legs.