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Chapter 855
Just then, the doorbell rang.
When Jason opened the door, he saw Conrad’s dark face.
“What are you doing here?”
“Aren’t you asking to rent a dozen of my apartment units here? I’m here to talk business with you,” Conrad said
with his amber eyes looking like those of aggressive wolves in the night.
Jason sneered. “Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean?”
“Mind your own business!” Conrad kicked the door.
Jason dodged and asked, “Does the apartment unit that fake is living in right now belong to you?”
“I told you to mind your own damn business!” Conrad grabbed Jason by the collar. “Which part of that do you not
understand?”
Jason was angered and similarly grabbed Conrad by the collar. The two of them were like bulls as they rammed into
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“I’m warning you! If you treat Fia like how you treated her in the past, I’ll take her away from you!”
“If you dare touch her, I’ll break your leg!” Conrad said violently to Jason and gave his face a punch.
Jason didn’t even bother to defend himself and simply shot a punch back at Conrad’s face. “Conrad, do you know
that she’s Esme Manning?! Are you protecting her?!”
“This has nothing to do with you! You have no right to interrogate me!”
The two of them grappled together as they fell on the floor. As they rolled, trying to get the upper hand, they
knocked the chairs and table down, messing up the entire living room.
Conrad punched Jason in the nose. When he saw that Jason was bleeding, he threw his hands away and got back
up.
He then spat out a threat with the arrogance of someone who had been on the higher echelon of society, “If you
don’t keep your hands away, it’ll be more than a bleeding nose next time!”
Jason held his nose and looked at the blood in his hand. He was extremely upset.
When Conrad was walking out, Jason immediately grabbed a chair and hurled it at his back. “I swear! If you hurt
her again, I’ll take her away from you!”
Conrad caught the chair with one hand and glared back at him. “I can promise you that you’ll never take her out of
Gryphon!”
“Ha!” Jason smiled wickedly. “Why don’t you try?!”
“Just mind your own business, you piece of garbage!” Conrad cursed before leaving and closing the door behind
him.
When he got to the elevator, he realized that the reason Jason knew the fake was staying there
must be because of something the two bodyguards did.
With a change of mind, he pressed the button that would take him to where the fake was at.
The twenty-odd apartments on that floor all belonged to him. He had just bought them all recently from its original
owners, thinking of turning them into a youth hostel.
When he reached the apartment where the fake was living, he saw the two bodyguards lying on the ground at the
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Conrad was shocked as he quickly ran over and kicked open the apartment door.
The apartment door was already unlocked even before he kicked it, and he walked in.
There was no one in the living room, but there was a dense, strange scent inside. It would dull one’s senses the
moment they smelled it.
Conrad’s first reaction was to immediately leave, but a familiar voice came from inside the bedroom.
“Are you going to be so cruel to me, Conrad?” The soft voice was so pitiful. It was Esme’s original voice.
Conrad stopped and walked over to the bedroom.
The bedroom was half closed. He pushed it open, and there was someone sitting on the bed with her clothes half
unbuttoned, looking at him with loving eyes.
“…Did you miss me?” Esme asked with her tears rolling down her cheeks.
Conrad’s amber eyes glared at Esme coldly. “Who are you?”
“You don’t know me?” Esme stood up from the bed, showing her pale, long legs. She was wearing only a shirt and
nothing else.
She walked toward Conrad, thinking that the drugs should have taken effect by now.
She had waited so long for this moment. She had even used several times the normal amount just for him.
She had used both sedatives and aphrodisiacs… He would be hers today without a doubt…