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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 390
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Wesley came up with a master plan, but Loraine stopped him before he could make a call to his men.

“It's fine. | have already taken my revenge. You don't have to stain your hands.” Loraine held his balled right fist, Looking at him with pleading eyes.

“Are you sure? Besides, why then are you still investigating? Do you think there are still some stones unturned?” Wesley asked curiously.

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With a frown, Loraine replied, “The cops got a clue about the one who damaged the brakes, but they lost it. The person is still out there. He seems to have vanished into thin air. He's a killer or something. Keely couldn't have found and hired such a person so easily. Something tells me that there's a third person in the scheme. This third person must be someone who holds a grudge against me probably because I'm taking over the company. They want to get me out of the way.” Wesley's eyes turned dark. He said, “I see. Don't worry, Lorrie. | will help you find out the truth.” Loraine nodded and then thought of something. She blinked her eyes fawningly and uttered, “I don’t want to go home now. Can you drive me to my apartment instead?” Wesley pinched her cheek lovingly.

“You're a smart girl. | know that you are afraid that your grandfather and Rowan will question you once we get home.” Loraine smiled sheepishly.

Wesley couldn't turn down her request.

“Okay, dearie. I'LL drive you to the apartment. By the way, | have something to discuss with you.” ALL the while, Marco watched as the white car sped ahead.

He followed it to the Luxury apartment building.

After parking a few buildings away, he watched as Loraine was helped out of the car by a man. They walked into the building together.

ninja.com “Damn it!" In a fit of pique, Marco hit the steering wheel. He wanted to rush out to confront them. But he reasoned that it was a wrong move.

He clenched his fists and stared at the entrance of the building for a long time, but no one came out.

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Marco's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was aching.

It was obvious that Loraine had taken that man into her Ree ony olibla) sayy | here for so long?

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It almost drove him mad.

His patience was running out.

Blinded by both onary jealousy, Marge gatout &thecar and made his way into the building. Just then, Wesley slowly walked out of the apartment.