SWNOVELS Chapter Regrt 432
Chapter 432 Chapter 432
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"Frank... Paulina softened her tone, playing the role of a confidante at the right moment. "Perhaps Charlotte made such a choice because she thought you had died in the explosion. It's not entirely her fault. After all, even the police reported your death..."
Bang-
Hearing the loud crash of something being thrown, Frank's phone line was abruptly cut off, leaving only the sound of static.
Paulina's lips curved into a satisfied smile as she immersed herself in her work.
Having been by Frank's side for so many years, she had learned one thing, in any situation, there was only success, never failure.
In the past, she was reluctant to see Frank disappointed.
Now, she didn't want to disappoint herself.
Frank's eyes were bloodshot and full of rage.
He was so agitated that he no longer cared about his leg pain and kicked the bin across the room.
But the more he vented, the fiercer the fire inside him burned!
Almost to the point of madness!
Since Charlotte's return, his anger had lessened, and other matters rarely affected his mood.
But every time he did get angry, his rage was more intense than before!
She knew better than anyone how to provoke him!
The night before last, when she had cuddled in his arms and scolded him softly, he had genuinely wanted
to let it all go!
He wanted to forget the past.
As long as she was with him, it was all that mattered.
But... did she feel the same way about him?
It seemed not!
Just thinking about her spending time with Jack in Frankes drove him crazy.
He even dared not think too deeply.
He trembled as he poured out a few lithium carbonate pills and swallowed them.
He couldn't even be bothered to pour water.
He lost track of time, so much so that the phone he had thrown away was already buzzing with missed calls.
He remained oblivious.
Chapter 432
#25 BONUS
Despondently sitting on the sofa, his gaze was unfocused as he stared out the window.
"Hello, the number you have dialed is not available at the moment. Please try again later..."
The cold, mechanical female voice came through once more.
I threw my phone into my bag and looked at Danny. "Uncle still isn't answering. Should we go upstairs and knock on the door?"
His two usual cars were still parked in their spots.
He should still be at home.
"Okay!" Danny nodded vigorously.
Jane was on a call with a client and gestured to me with her hand. "You guys go up. I'll wait here."
I took Danny upstairs and pressed the doorbell.
This time, there was a quick response.
Frank opened the door with a chilling demeanor. His usually expressive eyes were devoid of warmth, and his voice was lazy and indifferent. "Charlotte, aren't you tired of putting on this act?"
"What?"
"I said, you're playing the part of someone who's quite fond of me,"
Frank tugged at his lip and glanced down at Danny with scorn. "And you're 'dedicatedly taking care of my nephew. Aren't you tired of this show of superficial effort?"
I was stunned, my nails digging into my palms, feeling a long-forgotten pain. "What do you mean..." "Uncle!" Danny, always perceptive, immediately glared at Frank, his eyes reddening with anger. "What nonsense are you talking about! Aunt is very good to me, really good! You're not allowed to bully her!"
"Come here." Frank grabbed Danny by the back of his shirt and pulled him into the house, sneering. "Don't call her Aunt anymore. Before you call someone that, you should ask if they're willing to be your aunt!"