The Woman From Hell

Gareth could tell that my expression was getting sharper and gripped my hand harder.

He was frowning very hard, and his tone was deep and heavy as he shot back, "Say it. What do you know?!"

I let out a faint laugh and replied lightly, "I know you used to be John Lovere. I know you were in a relationship with the lady of the Yard family. I also know that Miss Yard was forced to her death by her own father. Your hatred for the Yard family is probably bone-deep, no?" I observed Gareth's expression after I said this. His gaze was not only complicated but also held his hatred for the Yard family. The vein on his forehead was visible, and it was obvious he was gritting his teeth with anger.

"If you hate the Yards so much, why don't you side with me to go up against them? Unless you have some concerns and those concerns involve your significant other."

I had no idea if he had a significant other. I had only wanted to trick him but did not expect such a big reaction from Gareth.

He did not let go of his grip on me but instead increased his strength.

Gareth glared at me with inquisitive eyes. His anger gradually disappeared, replaced with a scrutiny that was aimed at me. "How do you know this? The Yards don't challenge people so easily, let alone a small company like Green Orange. You wouldn't pose a threat to Silas, unless you threatened him."

He used my words against me here. I looked away, my gaze moving to his hand that was gripping me. "You're grabbing me too hard. Let me go first."

Gareth readily let go of me after hearing what I said.

He also regained his composure as he straightened his back toward me. "I don't want to know what grievances you have with the Yards. Don't drag me into it anymore. You should leave."

I rotated my wrist. I was going to leave, but not that easily. Turning around, I said to him, "Millicent Yard loved you deeply. Did you know how much pain she was in and how desperate she was the night before she left? Don't you want to seek justice for her? Why are you willing to swallow your anger like this?"

"What's your relationship with Millicent?"

Gareth asked me back, and that stunned me. "I..."

He slowly approached me. "She was

my beloved. It hurt me to lose her, but it's up to me to seek revenge on the Yards. You said you're seeking an alliance from me to go against them. You're even gritting your teeth when you mention her, let alone Silas. How could you have nothing to do with her with how your emotions are fluctuating like this? You also look like her. Could it be..."

"No." I immediately turned around and shook my head in denial. "I have nothing to do with her. I only brought up the past because I want to get you to agree to work with me." Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Although Gareth was more than 50 years old, he had taken good care of himself. That face of his could still attract the hearts of many women He pinched my face and came closer to me. "Or did you want to use this face to attract my attention and gain my cooperation? If that's the

case, then you've succeeded as I'm

really interested in your face."

This was the man my mother loved so deeply?

This was my actual father?

I swatted his hand away and took a step back. "You sure know how to dally, President Zeke. If you don't wish to cooperate, then forget it."

After saying that, I left the Zekes' residence.

My heart was pounding at this moment.

I recalled Gareth's expression after I left. He probably said all that to provoke me and make me leave as soon as possible so that I would give up on the cooperation.

Seeing how he was still keeping so many things related to my mother, it was impossible that he did not despise the Yards. There must be a reason fo all this.