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Vera wanted to make Neil smile, so she wore bright–colored clothes. She had applied several layers of foundation to cover the bruises on her neck. Because the foundation was too thick, he wore heavy makeup, or she would look odd. 

Vera ilid not spare Averie even a glance, treating her as invisible Why bother wasting energy on her? 

Averie’s rage burned ever higher. She stuck out her foot in Veras path. I’m talking to you, slut. Don’t pretend like you’re 

No!…” 

Averie’s words ended in a shriek. Vera had stomped on her toes, and Averie couldn’t pull it out. She shouted, “Let go, slut-” 

Who are you calling slut?” Vera used even more force. 

Averie was in so much agony that cold sweat erupted on her skin. She had never suffered at the hands of anyone like this. She raised the thermos in her hand and smashed it at Vera. 

Vera grabbed Averie’s wrist and twisted it, making Averie howl in pain. “Didn’t you hear what Mr. Monroe said? Don’t provoke me. Can’t you get it into your brain? Do you need me to help you?” Vera exerted more force. 

It didn’t take long for Averie to beg for mercy. “Please, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again,” Averie sputtered. 

Vera only released her after Averie repeated it several times. 

Watching Vera walk all high and mighty into the villa, Averie shot daggers at her, wishing she was dead. Just wait! She would make Vera regret it. 

Carlos watched the scene from the study on the second floor. His face, already covered in a layer of frost, became even colder. Vera was even more arrogant than he had thought. 

There were pictures sent by his bodyguards on his phone on the desk. Vivian was a flirt. She gave Ramon hope of rekindling their relationship while cohabiting with James. They even raised two children together, Catherine and another boy of the same age. 

Carlos recalled how anxious Vivian was when she saved the boy. Who was the boy’s father? James? If it was James, was she Catherine’s mother too? Carlos suddenly remembered Catherine’s last name was Flynn. Why did Catherine not take James’s last name? This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Countless questions lingered in Carlos’s mind until Dayton knocked on the door. He realized that he had been focused on Vera. 

“Mr. Monroe, here you go.” Dayton went through a lot of effort to find the best cream for scar removal. He even used connections to buy the specific scarves Carlos specified. Needless to say, they were all for Vera. 

This had never happened before. In the past, those whom Carlos punished could only bear it. 

Throw them away.” Carlos coldly ordered and left the study, leaving Dayton utterly bewildered. 

As Vera came in, a servant informed her that Neil was having breakfast in the dining room. Vera was about to go to him when Averie rushed up to her. 

Vera frowned and dodged. 

Averie lunged at her. The thermos she was holding flew out. Averie shrieked. The contents of the thermos spilled on the 

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Averie pointed at Vera, bursting into tears. “I only made some soup for Neil. Even if you can’t stand it, why did you push me? Now it’s spilled.”