Chapter 534
An empty folder hit Matthew Drake right on the forehead, splitting the skin open.
Blood trickled slowly down his handsome face.
"Feel better now?"
Matthew glanced at Vivian Grant's stunned expression, let out a careless chuckle, and pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood off his face. "Or do you wanna try again?"
Vivian finally snapped out of it, lips pressed tight, not saying a word.
Really? Was this some kind of sympathy move?
Useless. He had no clue what had really happened, no idea how much he'd hurt her back then… even cost her life.
But could she tell him that?
This whole rebirth thing was way too wild to explain.
Besides, in this lifetime, Matthew Drake only owed Clara Scott his life. He had hurt Alexander Brooks, sure, but when it came to her—he hadn’t actually done anything.
Vivian’s thoughts were a tangled mess.
“Don’t go feeling guilty for me. Your husband might get jealous.” Matthew grinned while tending his own wound, then casually slid a USB stick across the table toward h

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