Chapter 341

No.1

“This is your final chance to tell the truth,” he stated, his voice icy and threatening.

Lawrence trembled violently, but the voice in his head echoed relentlessly.

‘If everything goes according to plan, you’ll get three million. If it fails but you don’t implicate me, I’ll give you ten million. Just make sure you handle this properly…!’

If he failed now, Nathaniel would destroy him. Prison would be the least of his worries.

His only option was to hold firm. Three million dollars awaited him! He insisted desperately, “Mr. Blackwood, please believe me! I’m telling the truth!”

Isabella stepped out of the bathroom.

Her expression froze instantly.

Lawrence Chamberlain was on his knees.

Nathaniel’s gaze met hers.

He didn’t ask for explanations.

No.2

He didn’t demand reasons.

His voice was calm.

“What do you want me to do with him?”

Isabella felt a surge of warmth.

He trusted her completely.

She glanced at the trembling man.

A cold smirk touched her lips.

“That disgusting pervert.”

Her voice was sharp.

“Castrate him.”

No.3

A man like him only brought harm.

Nathaniel turned to Dominic.

“You heard her.”

Dominic nodded.

“Understood.”

He dragged Lawrence away.

Lawrence’s screams echoed.

“Mr. Blackwood! Please! Have mercy!”

His voice cracked with fear.

“I admit it! I did it! I’ll never do it again!”

No.4

He was sobbing now.

“Someone paid me! They paid me to do it!”

Isabella didn’t care.

Neither did Nathaniel.

It was too late for excuses.

Isabella already knew the truth.

Only three people knew about that night.

Herself. Alexander. Victoria.

Alexander wouldn’t betray her now.

That left only Victoria.

No.5

Victoria used her trauma against her.

She set this entire thing up.

All to ruin her reputation.

How pathetic.

Nathaniel studied her.

“Were you investigating something with him?”

Isabella stiffened.

She was digging into the past.

Should she tell Nathaniel?

The thought unsettled her.

No.6

They had only been together six months.

Six more months remained on their contract.

She didn’t want his pity.

Or his disgust.

She met his gaze.

Her tone turned sharp.

“That’s my business.”

A warning edged her words.

“You’re not going to invade my privacy, are you?”

Nathaniel sensed her walls.

No.7

He respected them.

“Don’t worry.”

His voice softened.

“I’ll respect your boundaries.”