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Chapter 100 I Have Packed Your Things so Get Out

Christopher leaned back in the car's rear seat, blood trickling down his left hand. His face stayed stoic as if he felt no pain. He lazily held a glass of wine in his right hand with his eyes closed, lost in thought. Dexter carefully wiped the blood from his hand and said, "Mr. Lambert, we need to bandage this wound." Christopher tilted his head back and took a sip of the strong liquor. "It's just a scratch. I won't die." Dexter couldn't help but mutter, "Mrs. Lambert really didn't hold back, did she?" Christopher glanced at his wound indifferently. "I did this to myself." She would never go through with it. He knew her too well. She talked tough, but the sight of even a little blood made her hands tremble. From the driver's seat, Chester glanced at Christopher through the rearview mirror. "Mr. Lambert, should we head to the Westlake villa or Farnler Residence?" It had only been ten minutes since he was kicked out by Adeline. He thought she was packing to leave him, but instea

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