She Killed My Ex

Chapter 143 Greater Hatred

Chapter 143 Greater Hatred Bentley took Caroline away. In the silent Jameson's mansion, Deloris touched his chin thoughtfully and said softly, "Caroline?"

Caroline made him a completely different impression that day. Deloris was slightly interested. He twitched his lips and left the Jameson's mansion with his hands in his trousers pocket leisurely.

"Guess who I saw today?" Deloris walked to his car on the roadside and called Antonio. “You will never guess who I saw."

"In that case, I won't guess." The noise came from the receiver, and Antonio answered casually. "Deloris, do you want to come to Real Social Club? Some new girls here are quite good.”

Deloris did not answer and continued to say, “Caroline. I met Caroline in the Jameson's mansion."

After a short silence, Antonio laughed again on the phone. "Oh. It's her. Deloris, you are so boring. I am tired of playing with women like her. That's why you called me?”

Deloris sighed. "Really? Antonio? If you really think so, why do you spend all day in the club?” “You are so interesting, Deloris. I am such a person. You should think that I became insane days ago." Antonio said impatiently, "Well, I'm having fun. If there is nothing wrong, I'll hang up first.”

Antonio was about to hang up, Deloris on the other side of the phone said, "Do you know ‘Living Hope Foundation’? The Jameson family held a banquet today. It was an auction of the ‘Living Hope Foundation’. Bentley lent Caroline six hundred million dollars, and the ‘Living Hope Foundation’ was auctioned by Caroline. Antonio, you should think about that. Caroline, who is dirty in your eyes, has won the ‘Living Hope Foundation’. It is possible that the young master of the Tucker family is not as good as Caroline in the end."

That time, Deloris hung up without listening to Antonio’s answer after saying that.

Deloris pulled the door of the car and sat in, and he drove the car away. He had done everything he could. As for whether Antonio could get back on his feet, it depended on how powerful the words he said were.

Thinking of Caroline, Deloris looked a little complicated. He felt a little sorry for her. "I'm sorry, Caroline, I used you." But as long as Antonio could bounce back again, Deloris would not regret doing that. After all, that woman was nothing to him.

The corners of his mouth rose, and his look was more indifferent than usual. Businessmen regarded profits as higher than emotion. Deloris was a businessman, so he just cared about profit.

“As long as Antonio can get up again,” even though his words would make Antonio misunderstand Caroline more and make Caroline receive more unfair treatment. The sneer of Deloris had already shown his attitude. As long as that was for Antonio, he didn't care about what Caroline would suffer.

At Real Social Club.

Antonio sat aside with a poker face since he hung up the phone. He made a lot of fair-weather friends again. They were having a good time, but Antonio was unable to rouse himself.

"Mr. Tucker, which beauty are you thinking about? Come and drink.”

A young man with short curly chestnut hair grinned and approached Antonio. He hooked Antonio's shoulder with one hand and held a glass of whisky with the other. "Mr. Tucker, brothers give you a toast. Cheers!"

Antonio suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and overthrew the wine glass in the man’s hand. He said indifferently. "Who is your brother, and whose brother are you?”

"Ah!" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand and smiled. "Oh, come and see, everyone, Mr. Tucker is joking again today."

Just as he was saying this, Antonio interrupted. "I just had a few drinks with you and played with you several times, and you automatically recognized me as a brother?"

"Sorry, my mother didn't have so many ‘sons’.

"To be a pug, you should learn to see the master’s mood. When I'm in a good mood, I'll have several drinks with you. When I'm in a bad mood, you are nothing.”

Antonio said with a sneer, took out the money, and left a pile of money. "You play with me these days. ~ Today's meal is my treat. Enjoy yourself." After that, he left the box with his long legs. Content.belongs to“ -

The moment the door of the box was closed, the guys in the box who dared not scold just now started to swear when he leftThis text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Antonio ignored them, glanced back at the door ofthe box with disdain, took out a stoke, and lighted it. He took a deép breath of his cigarette and exhaled white smoke. A large part of the cigarette end was not comipletely smoked, and nes O lagsened it. He stamped it.ut with shoes with customized leather soles.

His expression suddenly became stony. He looked the out of the window with indifference. raised his foot on the cigarette butt, and strode out. Antonio drove so fast that his car almost flies. But he didn't seem to notice that at all. Instead, he stepped on the accelerator and stared at the front. It was already late at night at that time.

He drove Maserati at breakneck speed and finally stopped in front of the Tuckers' mansion.

As soon as the car stopped, the door was pushed open. Then Antonio got out of the car and hurried to the house.

When the butler heard something. he immediately opened the door. Seeing the figures outside, he paused and said,

“Escort, the master has ordered that you are not allowed to enter the house.”

Antonio lost weight. and he said in a husky and cold voice,

“I come here for grandpa.”

The butler said, "Escort, wait a minute. I'll ask the master."

The butler went back and looked at Antonio with an embarrassment. "The master said he was asleep."

Since Antonio's grandfather "said" that he was asleep, he must be awake.

Antonio lowered his eyes and said hoarsely. “I know, thank you."

"Let me drive you home"

"No, thanks. I can do it myself".

The butler had no choice but to close the door.

Antonio stood outside the door, turned around, and walked back. stopping in the middle of the courtyard. He turned abruptly and knelt.

Antonio's grandfather was standing on the second floor. The butler came up to him and said, "Master, everyone will make mistakes when he was young. You...”

"There is no business of you. You can go to have a rest first." Antonio's grandfather didn't wait for the butler to finish speaking, and then he drove the butler away.

Antonio's grandfather stood at th window, looking at the figure kneeling-downstairs. He had hig hopes for his grandson, and he didat want to see him make mistakes again and again Content bélongs ~

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Br,

"Kneel for a while," Antonio's grandfather said to himself.