Chapter 308 Lifelong Paralysis
- “Conrad, what’s going on with you and Angela Banner? I’m your fiancée. Weren’t we about to get married?” Her eyes brimmed with tears, all soft and pitiful.
- Conrad Heathcliff’s handsome face was blank, colder than an iceberg. “I told you—I don’t keep scheming women around me. You know exactly what you did.”
- Freya Young’s heart lurched. “Conrad, Wilhelmina Prescott framed me. That audio was edited.”