Breaking Mr. ColdChapter 40
Breaking Mr. Cold

Chapter 40

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Tony sensed that something was off . Encouraged by Giselle , he moved to the couch and hesitantly unwrapped the gift box . After he opened it , he gazed at its contents for a few moments , his expression becoming rense and serious . Renee also leaned in to take a look . Inside was a classic English mantel clock , luxurious in both material and design . At first glance , everything appeared fine until " Didn't you always love antiques like this , dad ?

I went to great lengths to find it for you . Do you like it ? " Giselle asked with a strained smile . silently , Tory knocked the box to the ground in a burst of anger . The issue ? In Valantian culture , aclock is a symbol for " the end " . With Giselle giving him a clock for his birthday , it was essentially a curse . It was a way of wishing him an untimely death .

For Valantians , getting such a foreboding present on one's birthday was unimaginable , particularly from a youngster When Renee grasped the implication , she became even more furious than Tony . She angrily kicked the clock on the floor and commanded the maid to pick it up and dispose of it immediately . " Giselle , your father's health has been frail for the past two years . He even had a minor surgery recently . How could you be so cruel as to curse him in this way ?

" Even if 1 , your stepmother , haven't treated you well , your father is still your biological father ! He's taken care of you all these years and raised you for over 20 years . If you want to create issues , target me . Leave your father out of it ! " Hmm โ€ฆ Indeed . He cared so much that he threw an extravagant birthday feast while she was missing and thought to be dead . Giselle chose not to expend any more words .

Her visit wasn't meant for arguing , blaming , or airing grievances to this family . " Beer , we've made it this far . There's no need for lofty Ideals . Your talent lies in attempting to kill me without facing the law . My talent is being here , still Care to wager on who will ultimately have the last laugh ?

Renee stood frozen , her complesson paling as stw glaced at Giselle with gritted teeth as grim as she halted in front of Giselle and exclaimed , " Did you At that moment , Anne descended the stairs and headed directly toward Giselle . Her expression was sleep with him ? " " Yes , " Giselle replied . Her expression was serene , yet her smile was teasing . " You saw that picture yesterday , didn't you ?

He had just been with me and was too tited to stay awake afterward , " Hearing this , Anne felt a sharp pain in her heart , as if she'd been stabbed . Consumed by agony and anger , she lifted her hand to strike Giselle , but Giselle effortlessly caught her wrist and shoved her off balance . " Arne , remember . Your reputation is already ruined . What do you have to challenge me with ? And by the way , did you know I've been involved with him for a year ?

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