His Unveiled Passion

Stephen sneered coldly. "Are you threatening me right now? Do you think you're worthy?" Back in high school, when Susan confessed her feelings to him, he had politely turned her down. However, she clung to him like a persistent shadow, always trailing behind him.noveldrama

Her relentless pursuit of him became the talk of the school.

Annoyed beyond measure, he leveraged his family's influence to force her to transfer schools.

After Susan left, he finally had some peace.

But it didn't last long. After he entered university, he encountered her again.

Somehow, she'd found out that he had applied to Rivertown University and followed in his footsteps.

Every day, she brought him breakfast, attended his classes, and constantly showered him with love letters and gifts.

Once again, Susan became the campus sensation for the odd behavior.

Susan cried bitterly, "Stephen, do you really not care about whether I live or die? How can you be so heartless? Is my life worth less than an engagement ceremony?"

Stephen remained as calm as a machine devoid of emotion, his tone icily indifferent. "This act of yours might work on other men, but it won't work on me."

Susan wanted to say some more, but Stephen didn't give her the chance.

He didn't waste another word and decisively ended the call before sending people to find her. The engagement ceremony had to proceed as planned.

It wasn't that he cared about Susan, but if she wasn't found quickly, she would surely disrupt the engagement ceremony.

If she truly decided to jump off the building and die at the engagement ceremony, it would be horrifying.

That would leave Tessa with psychological trauma, and their marriage might not even happen.

In a room within a villa, after the call was mercilessly cut off, Susan froze for a few seconds, then hurled her phone against the wall with all her strength. It was followed by a frenzy of smashing things in the room.

Jacqueline watched Susan's outburst with cold detachment. "Ms. Mondez, why are you so impatient?"

After venting her anger, Susan slumped to the floor in defeat, muttering to herself in despair, "He really doesn't care whether I live or die. How can he not care?"

Jacqueline let out a sneer, her eyes flashing with disdain. She casually pulled a lighter and lit a cigarette at her leisure.

The sound of knocking came from the door.

The bodyguard behind Jacqueline walked over and opened it.

"Ms. Sanders, that woman has

bodyguards with her. We couldn't get to her, but we caught a smaller one instead." At the door, a tal bodyguard was holding Seline like a small animal.

Seline's hands were tied behind her back with rope. She kicked her legs wildly in a desperate struggle. Her mouth was sealed with black tape, and her eyes were filled with terror.

Jacqueline took a slow drag of her cigarette, exhaled a small ring, and uttered two words lightly, "Useless fools." The bodyguard lowered his head without a word.

Jacqueline raised her wrist to check the time on her watch. "It's about time, so let's go.'

She stood up and looked down at the tear-streaked Susan sitting on the floor. Her eyes narrowed in contempt.

Jacqueline laughed with a smile as sinister as satan's. Though her face held a smile, it elicited a chilling and eerie sense of dread.

"Ms. Sanders, I advise that you pull yourself together and follow the plan. If anything goes wrong on your end, I won't pay a single cent of your father's medical bills!"

With that, Jacqueline didn't wait for Susan's reaction and turned to leave.

Susan wiped off her tears, stood up from the floor, and followed behind Jacqueline in a daze.