Desires Die Hard

After sitting down again, Cornelius became angry, upset, and even anxious.

He rubbed his hands over and over even though he got handcuffed.

He opened his mouth after a five–minute emotional battle. “OK, I’ll tell you what you want to know.

“But

you have to promise that you won’t bother the matriarch and Sydney.”

“I promised,” Evan replied.

Cornelius sighed in exasperation and anger and said to Anya. “You’re not my kid.”

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That was why Anya couldn’t receive fatherly love, and Cornelius hadn’t cherished Anya’s mother over the past years.

So everything happened for a reason.

As long as Anya recalled the neglect and emotional abuse her mother had received, she couldn’t help clenching her teeth. “Why did you marry my mother when you knew I’m not your daughter?”

Cornelius didn’t reply at once. He thought,

“It’s because of the agreement between your mother and me,” Cornelius took a deep breath and continued, “She should give birth to others‘ child to flatter Old Mr. MacMillan while I can successfully take over my family business.“”

So their marriage was only an agreement.

Anya got dumbfounded.

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But Anya was more wrathful. She clenched her teeth. “Since it’s only an agreement, why didn’t you divorce as

as possible?”

Anya thought,