Wrong Love, Final Goodbye: She'll Never Look Back-Chapter 323: Today, I’ll Play With You
Cindy Lynn was completely panicked.
"No, Vincent, listen to me explain..." Cindy saw Vincent Hawthorne’s cold, hateful face and realized this time he was determined not to keep her.
"Senior Brother Lucas, Senior Brother Lucas, didn’t you want me to stay by your side?" Cindy grabbed Rhys Lucas’s hand, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, "I don’t want to leave, I..."
The rest of the words got stuck in Cindy Lynn’s throat as she watched Rhys Lucas pry her fingers off, one by one.
Rhys Lucas looked at her incredulously, his gaze was extremely unfamiliar.
It was as if he had never truly seen this woman...
Vincent Hawthorne sarcastically said, "Rhys, since you two have been in bed together, remember to go to the hospital for a checkup."
After speaking, he dragged Cindy Lynn away, all the way downstairs, ignoring the stares of those around, and directly shoved Cindy into the car.
The driver was Jonah Rivers.
Vincent ordered, "To the dock."
"Yes!" Jonah looked at Cindy Lynn’s tear-streaked face through the rearview mirror, feeling no pity, but rather a sense of satisfaction.
All this time, helping President Hawthorne investigate Cindy’s past nearly made him sick.
This woman was simply unbelievable!
Two-faced, he thought, that’s why he always found Cindy unpleasing to the eye at the company!
Initially, Cindy was still crying, begging for mercy, but even when her voice was hoarse from crying, Vincent remained cold.
"Cindy Lynn, if you don’t leave, or dare appear in Aris, appear in front of me again. I have ways to throw you into prison!" He warned coldly.
"..." Cindy curled up on the seat, looking out the window, eyes filled with hatred.
The car stopped at the dock.
A speedboat was waiting there. Cindy Lynn was dragged out of the car by Vincent and directly thrown onto the boat.
"Send her to the designated place."
The captain’s hat was pressed low, he nodded, "Got it, Mr. Hawthorne."
Cindy lay limp on the deck, "Vincent Hawthorne!" She asked him with a pale face, "After all these years, is there not even a little bit of liking for me?"
Vincent’s back stiffened for a moment.
Love?
He closed his eyes; what he could actually recall was the image of Tanya Sinclair from many years ago, chasing after him and telling him to wait for her... But all those years, he seldom stopped for her.
He thought she would always catch up.
She would, surely...
Vincent turned and walked ashore, going to the car door, involuntarily taking another look back.
The boat had already departed.
"What’s wrong, President Hawthorne?" Jonah asked.
"Nothing." Vincent opened the car door and got in.
Perhaps he was overthinking; that boatman seemed a bit strange...
"Vincent Hawthorne!"
Cindy watched as Vincent got into the car and left, filled with pain and hatred.
She would not just accept this fate!
"I will come back! Absolutely!"
"Is that so?" A man’s mocking, chilly voice came from the rear cabin. It made Cindy’s scalp go numb.
She turned around abruptly, seeing Declan Pierce’s tall and slender figure, hands in pockets, strolling out slowly from the shadows, bringing a huge sense of oppression.
Cindy felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat.
She couldn’t make a sound for a moment.
"... Mr. Pierce? Why are you here?"
Declan laughed, but his dark eyes were icy and cruel, "This is my boat, what do you think?"
Instinctively, Cindy took a step back until her back was against the railing.
Behind her was the vast ocean, but in front of her, Declan Pierce in his black clothes was even more terrifying than the sea that could engulf her!!
"Declan Pierce, what do you want to do?!" She finally felt real fear.
Vincent might be ruthless, but he wouldn’t really kill her; he couldn’t bring himself to do it, nor did he have the guts...
But this Declan in front of her was different!
This man had a mad streak deep in his bones.
"Since you like to play such unsavory tricks so much, today, I’ll play with you." Declan leisurely pulled out a revolver from behind his waist and then, poured out five out of the six bullets.
He raised an eyebrow, looking at the trembling Cindy in front of him, and smiled wickedly, evil overflowing.
Declan leisurely raised the gun, pointing it at Cindy, "Let’s play a game, see if you can survive within five shots."
