Chapter 238
I let out a chilly laugh. "Seeing you again? Yeah, not thrilled."
Ronald Wright didn’t even blink. His tone was cold but firm.
"If you're unhappy, get used to it. I'm not going anywhere."
I just stared at him.
For a second, something crossed my mind—maybe Grace Mills got sick suddenly, and now Ronald’s planning to rip out my organs to save his little princess?
Over my dead body!
After we finished the steak, he asked if I wanted to use my laptop for work. I told him I’d work in my room.
He acted like he didn’t hear me and opened his own laptop. So, I grabbed a glass of water and splashed it all over it.
Ronald looked up, calm as ever.
I stood in front of him, my glare like ice. "I said—I’m going back to my room!"
Then I grabbed his laptop and smashed it to the floor. The screen cracked instantly.
"You stop me from leaving, I’ll wreck everything in here!"
This time, Ronald stood up. For a moment I thought he was finally pissed and was gonna lash out, so I instinctively stepped back. But

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