Chapter 207 Not Just Him
Beatrice forcefully turned her face, avoiding Oscar’s hand.
Oscar’s hand paused in mid–air, accompanied by a soft laughter as he slowly let it down, saying, “Still mad?”
His tone was like soothing an angry lover.
But Beatrice felt a cold sweat all over her body,
She struggled and said, “What do you want to do?”
Oscar stared at her for a few seconds, ignoring her anger, and gently said, “Are you hungry? Sit down and have something to eat first.”
He gracefully took a seat and gestured for the flight attendant to come forward and assist. Beatrice refused to sit down, so the bodyguard behind her forcefully pressed her shoulders, making her have no choice but to sit down.
The flight attendant poured champagne for them and served freshly grilled steaks. Oscar raised his glass towards Beatrice, wanting to make a toast. Beatrice clenched her fists and sat there, unwilling to cooperate.
has brought you me
“Beatrice, up until now, going against Oscar stared at Beatrice across the champagne.
no benefits.”
Beatrice felt a chill in her heart, as if she was suffocating from being peeped on.
But he was right.
What could she do at an altitude of ten thousand meters?
She didn’t even know where she was going now.
Beatrice took a deep breath, trying hard to calm herself down, and looked up at Oscar.
“Mr. Oscar, where did you want to take me?”
Oscar leisurely took a sip of champagne, then set down the glass and began to cut the steak, always wearing his characteristic gentle smile on his lips.
“Beatrice, you don’t need to beat around the bush. I have already destroyed all the locators on your body, and besides, at this altitude, those things of yours are useless.”
Upon hearing, Beatrice instinctively reached out to touch her button.
The button with the locator attached to it was indeed gone.
Her heart sank, her fists clenched tighter, suppressing the surging nervousness, and she said in a low voice, “When did you start getting involved with Brenton, no, it should be Madelynn?”
“Flirting? Beatrice, it would sadden me if you said that, but since you want to know, let me think… The time at the bar? Madelynn’s abortion? Perhaps even earlier.”
Oscar raised an eyebrow as he reminisced, every word he spoke felt like a sharp blade piercing
Beatrice’s heart.
So he had known about Madelynn and Brenton’s affair for
a long time.
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Everything that happened in the past was just to lure her into the game. Beatrice’s face turned pale, her fingertips embedded in the palm of her hand, feeling a slight numbness from the pain.
“Mrs. Jessie Baldwin made me accompany her to the hospital on purpose to let me discover that Madelynn was pregnant. The more intense our fight was, the more it could distract Uncle Caden’s attention.”
“That time at the bar, when you gave Madelynn and Brenton a heads–up, I thought…” As she spoke, it felt like something was blocking her throat, and a stabbing pain spread all the
to her heart.
way
Oscar stared at her absentmindedly, “Do you think Uncle Caden favored Madelynn?” Yes, that’s what she thought.
Beatrice paused for a moment and then remembered something: “That night in Burlington, were you also helping Madelynn and Brenton?”
Oscar chuckled lightly and did not answer her question.
A surge
of anger rose in her heart: “Why did you do this? If you were just trying to use me to deal with Uncle Caden, I can only say that
you wasted your efforts.”
“Oh?” Oscar continued to cut the steak and smiled, “I would like to give it a try, even if I fail, I won’t lose. At least I got what I wanted.”
After speaking, he put down his knife and fork, raised his gaze and stared directly at Beatrice, his eyes filled with possessiveness and even some inexplicable resentment.
Beatrice’s back stiffened, and she was pinned to the chair unable to move.
Just as she felt the danger approaching, Oscar suddenly let out a self–deprecating smile, with hint of resignation in his voice.
“Beatrice, do you remember our first meeting? As peers, every time we stood together, you would always look up and call me ‘big brother‘. I was thinking at that time, it would be better if you weren’t just a sister. You have always been in my heart.”
“I know it’s hard for you to believe what I’m saying now, but it’s okay, we’ll have plenty of time in the future.”
“Beatrice, don’t hate me, I didn’t want to become the way I am now, but I had no choice.”
Beatrice frowned, sensing that he had something more to say, “Who gave you the choice?”
Oscar did not answer and got up, walking towards her and replacing the steak in front of her with the one he had cut.
“Go ahead and eat, stop being stubborn. Uncle Caden is willing to let you make a fuss, but I’m not. I must get what I want, and if I can’t get it… I won’t let others benefit from it, especially Uncle Caden.”
He said this with a smile, but his tone was far from friendly.
He said he liked her sincerely, but hating Caden was also true.
Beatrice looked at the hand pressing on her shoulder and said, “How can I eat? I am already here, can I still run?”
Oscar waved his hand at the bodyguard, and the bodyguard released Beatrice.
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He pushed the plate in front of her, with a hint of warning, and said, “Beatrice, don’t mess around, because no one knows where you are, including Uncle Caden, no one can save you.”
He raised his hand and touched Beatrice’s head, saying, “Be good and listen.”
Beatrice glared at him with anger, but eventually gave in and let out a long sigh. She raised her hand and picked up the knife and fork to eat the steak.
She had to eat.
Where did the strength come from to not eat?
Oscar watched her eat and also felt relieved.
Just when everyone was letting their guard down, the knife in Beatrice’s hand turned in a different direction, slashing Oscar’s cheek and coming dangerously close to his neck.
Beatrice didn’t hesitate at all, and the blade cut a bloodstain directly on Oscar’s neck.
She gritted her teeth and said, “Mr. Oscar, I never said I would wait for Uncle Caden to save me. Tell your bodyguard to step back!”
Oscar raised his hand to signal the bodyguard not to move, and then sneered, “Beatrice, did you forget? This is an airplane, you can’t escape.”
“Even airplanes have designated flight paths, and they can also communicate with the control tower, right, Mr. Oscar?”
Beatrice nervously grabbed Oscar and walked towards the cockpit.
Just as she stood outside the cockpit, a sudden pain struck the back of her head, instantly causing her whole body to go numb, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground.
She turned around and looked at the woman holding a golf club.
It was Jessie.
“You scoundrel! Have you not caused us enough misery?”
Beatrice fell down in pain, and Oscar caught her in time.
He looked at her with a dark gaze and smiled sinisterly, “Beatrice, I have warned you, you can’t escape. You are really foolish. How could it be possible for me to quietly use a private plane to take you away on my own?”
“You…”
Beatrice couldn’t believe it as she stared wide–eyed, an image of a person appearing in her mind.
Oscar said ominously, “You guessed it. That night in Burlington, considering Uncle Caden’s personality, do you think he would touch something given by someone else? It must be someone he trusted the most. Who else could make me disappear without a trace?”
Who is it?
Xander.
Beatrice’s face turned pale, and she covered her head, which had been hit, with both hands, unwilling to hear another word from him. .
Oscar, however, forcefully pulled her arms: “The only requirement for my grandfather to let me go is to get rid of you, understand?”
“I didn’t want to listen, I didn’t
want to
listen… My head hurt
SO
much.‘
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“He had already tolerated your mother entering the house, so how could he possibly allow his proudest son to have any connection with you? Do you really think he doesn’t know about every danger you’ve
Oscar said, growing more and more ferocious.
“Stop talking!”
been
in?”
“Caden could never be with you in this lifetime, unless Caden gives up everything related to the Baldwin family! But how could Sir Baldwin ever let him go?”
Beatrice didn’t finish listening and passed out with a splitting headache.
She always felt like there was
something trying to drill out of her head.
It was permeated with blood and darkness.
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