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Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 670
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"Yasmine, check the brooch. Claudia will probably reveal my photos in the second half," I said.

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Yasmine had worn a sunflower brooch on her outfit today, equipped with a portable recording device to capture the events at the scene.

She nodded with a serious expression. "Don't worry. It's all set." She took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. I returned the gesture, feeling a thin layer of sweat on both our palms.

Suddenly, she whispered, "They're coming!" I looked up to see Leo slowly pushing Nelson's wheelchair toward us. Nelson sat in the chair, smiling with feigned kindness. "Ari, I knew you'd show up. Why not say hello to me?" As he leaned forward to grab my hand, I quickly stood from my seat, avoiding him.

Once, I had asked Nelson for help, and he had always claimed to care fordeeply, often holding and stroking my hand.

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At the time, I thought it was a parent's affectionate gesture toward a child. Looking back now, the signs had been there all along.

Meeting his gaze, I lowered my voice. "Return that piece of land to me, and I'll acknowledge you as my godfather." Nelson chuckled. "Still so straightforward, Ari. Let's step aside and talk." He signaled for his secretary to push him toward the exit. When I glanced at Yasmine, I saw that Leo had already blocked her from following.

With a theatrical gesture, Leo ripped the brooch from her chest and loudly proclaimed, "How many times have I told you? We broke up! Return the things I gave you-it annoysto see them." He threw the brooch to the ground and stepped on it with his leather shoe. My heart sank, and I tried to move toward it, but Nelson's secretary stopped me. "Ms. Jones, this way, please. Mr. Fisher is waiting." Yasmine's face turned livid as she turned to look at me. "Go ahead. Don't worry about me," she mouthed silently.

Outside the venue, Nelson didn't mince words. "Ari, you've seen my collection of photos, haven't you?" Clenching my fists tightly, I stared at him in silence. "What now? Are you going to threatentoo? How much are you demanding I pay this time?" "Too?" Nelson feigned surprise.

He let out a soft laugh, his expression still one of apparent benevolence. Yet, beneath his aged eyes lay a filthy soul.

"I've only ever liked you. I never intended to harm you. I've protected you many times, whether you believe it or not. I truly care for you, Ar "Your so-called care... disgusts me!" :