Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 220

She’d muted the video on purpose, but even without sound, the graphic violence on screen made it nearly impossible to breathe.

She recognized the men in the footage, too. Every one of them had been a mid-level thug in charge of Marconia’s infamous sideshow all those years ago. One man, his face slashed by a nasty scar, had once driven a steel spike straight through her knee.

At the end of the video, the teenage Philip collapsed beside the mutilated body of his birth mother.

His bloodshot eyes, dark and fathomless like a bottomless well, stared straight into the camera. The hatred burning in his gaze felt powerful enough to slice through fourteen years, to pierce through the screen and strike straight into the heart.

After that, the story shifted. Philip’s extraordinary mind and talents caught the attention of the CEO of N-LINK, a man with no heirs. The CEO adopted him, gave him a new name: Bradley.

On the very day Bradley used his neural interface to save a powerful figure in Avalor, a string of gruesome murders swept across the city. The victims? Every last one of those thugs from the video, all butchered in the exact same way.

Charlotte closed her laptop, the weight of what she’d just seen settling darkly in her eyes.

She replayed her first meeting with Bradley in her mind.

So, from the very beginning, he hadn’t sought her out for her talents.

He’d gotten close to her for one reason only: because she was the ex-wife Darren had abandoned at the altar during his lavish wedding to Xena—the woman Darren had insisted on finding, no matter the cost.

Outside, the street fight was still raging. In the end, both men were battered and bleeding, their brawl finally drawing the attention of a passing patrol car.

“Mr. Fairchild, Mr. Harrington... please, calm down…”

The officer stared at the two bruised and bloodied business moguls, utterly at a loss. He’d never seen men of their stature come to blows in the middle of the street.

Darren, gasping for breath, jabbed a finger at Bradley’s car. “He’s taken my ex-wife! No one can just let that slide!”

Bradley wiped the blood from his mouth, his voice cold as steel. “Trying to snatch my wife in broad daylight, Mr. Harrington? That’s a bold accusation.”

The cop caught on instantly.

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