Chapter 332


    Tommy consciously raised the partition window to separate the front seats from the rear seats. Out of


    sight, out of mind, as they said.


    He did not want to be red at by Jeremy’s sharp gaze.


    Jeremy rubbed Corinne’s stomach for some time and stopped when she saw that herplexion had


    improved. He then took out a wet towel, wiped her sticky coke–sshed face, and felt heartbroken yet


    angry at her. In his annoyance, he lectured, “Weren’t you always feisty when you’re with me? Why did


    you just let them ssh the drink all over you instead of biting them back?”


    Corinne rolled her eyes at him and said arrogantly, “I’m not a dog, Mister. Are you going to bite a dog if


    it bites you? We need to deal with a dog using human methods, not by stooping down to the level of a


    dog to bite them back. I don’t intend to bear a grudge against them either, because they’re all idiots


    with a herd mentality who have been blinded by the facies being perpetuated online. If anything, I


    should be directing my grudge to whoever it was that had ulterior motives and instigated this from


    behind the scenes.”


    Jeremy patted her head and said, “Leave this matter to me. You should stay at home and rest for a


    couple of days. Wait until this fracas dies down before leaving the house.”


    Corinne was a little upset. “Why should I hide at home when I didn’t do anything wrong?”


    Jeremy coaxed her, “Then we won’t hide, but you have to get up early and follow me to thepany.”


    Corinne was startled. ‘He wants me toe with him to thepany? Doesn’t that mean he’s making


    it official?‘


    She thought for a while, then shook her head. “No. You need to work, and I have no reason to be there.


    It’s going to be boring.”


    The man lowered his eyebrows and spoke to her in a very serious manner, “Cyberbullying is no


    laughing matter in today’s society. Be a good girl and save me some worry, will you?”


    Corinne’s eyes flickered. ‘So that’s how it feels like to be tightly cared for by someone.‘


    “Ahem! You don’t need to worry. I know what I’m doing, and I won’t let anyone bully me.‘


    Though Jeremy could not persuade her, he was not too keen on curbing her freedom by force either.


    She had agreed to try to get along with him, and he would ord her equal respect so she could


    ept him from the bottom of her heart.


    It was better than blindly forcing her to listen to him.


    Moreover, he finally understood her atst. Dealing with her was as tricky as trying to capture a


    songbird: the more anxious he was to control her, the quicker she would try to evade him. In that


    aspect, she was remarkably different from other women.


    The man could onlypromise and pinch her pink face helplessly. “Fine. You’re pretty amazing, you


    know. Feisty with me, but ever the kind soul when facing outsiders.”


    Corinne frowned. ‘Is heining that I’m treating him badly?‘


    In the past, she only viewed their rtionship as that of a cooperation, and she generally tried her best


    to avoid him when there was no need for her to put on an act. Though they had just agreed to try and


    get along with each other earlier, she was still not ready yet. Furthermore, she was already 20 years


    old, but she somehow felt that he was treating her like a child who could not take care of herself!


    That evening, in an old dpidated residential area far beyond the expressway of New Capital City, the


    wife of Chris—the criminal suspect who almost assaulted Anya–had just returned home from the police


    station with her child. Both mother and son were crying as they went home.


    After learning that his father was a bad guy and was arrested by the police, Chris’s son Kenny lost trust


    in his father, and his emotions crumbled even more. After arriving home, Chris’s wife finally calmed


    down the boy’s emotions and put the child to sleep.


    Not longter, the doorbell of her home rang suddenly.


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    She covered the child with a nket, got up, and got out of bed to open the door. Outside the door


    stood a woman wearing a cap, ck sunsses, and arge mask. She was carrying a ck suitcase


    in her hand.


    Chris’s wife was a little nervous and wary. “H–Hello there. Are you looking for someone?”


    The woman raised her hand to push the door and walked right into the house before taking off her


    sunsses and mask.