Chapter 360 Brother Jennifer remained silent, her expression unchanged.
The assistant rolled her eyes at Walter. âYou are such an arrogant and calculating man, Mr. Vissers. Are you trying to ride on Jenniferâs popularity because she has just won the Best Actress Award?â
Walter ignored her sarcasm and kept his gaze on Jennifer. âI truly am sorry, Jennifer. Please give me another chance! Without you, my life is meaningless. Will you come back to me?â
Jennifer merely smiled at Walter. When he cheated on her in the past, she had already seen through his true character.
She would never believe anything he said now.
Jennifer remembered how mercilessly Gwendolyn had dealt with the cheating man and his wicked mistress. Slowly, she retrieved an exquisite little dagger from the drawer, a memento from the drama she. had just finished filming.
Seeing the dagger in her hands, Walter said worriedly. âBe careful. Donât cut yourself. It would break heart.â
A chill ran down Jenniferâs spine as she handed him the dagger.
she abandoned her previous innocence and said calmly, âSince you claim that life isnât worth living vithout me, why donât you prove your love by hurting yourself with this dagger? This is your way of howing that you truly love me.â
Valterâs face turned pale as he stared at her in shock.
low could this silly girl not be easily fooled this time?
le cautiously accepted the dagger from her as he was afraid of getting injured.
ennifer, if I really die, weâll never be together. Are you truly willing to let that happen?â
my 3ut if you donât die, how can you prove that you truly love me? How will I know if you have repented?â
Well... Walter hesitated, pressing the blade against his wrist but not daring to make a move.
nnifer reminded him, âA mere scratch doesnât count. You have to sever the artery and let the blood flow ofusely. Only then will I believe you.â
he thought of the pain made Walter tremble. The dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
grasped onto Jenniferâs dress and pleaded, âPlease donât do this. Letâs go back to how things were fore-no! Iâll treat you even better than before! Just give me another chance!â
anifer lifted her high heel and kicked him forcefully.
et lost! I wonât believe any of your sweet talking ever again! From now on, itâs better for you to steer ar of me. If you dare pester me, I will fight back with all my might! Iâll make sure you lose everything d live in hunger.â
alter stood there in stunned silence, his gaze fixed on her intense expression as she uttered those harsh irds.
Is she still the Jennifer I once knewe?
âJennifer, 1-
Before he could continue, Jennifer yelled, âGet lost! If you continue to bother me, Iâll report you for harassment!â
The manager and assistant had menacing expressions as they dragged Walter away.
Having regained her peace. Jennifer retrieved her phone and took a photo of the trophy to send Treyton.
Jennifer texted: Thank you, Mr. Harris, for your guidance. This is the answer sheet for this semester. Are you satisfied!
Less than a minute later, she received a reply from Treyton.
Treyton texted: You will make me even more satisfied tonight.
Jennifer instantly blushed.
This man is becoming so...
She put down her phone and continued to touch up her makeup. Treyton would come to pick her up ater, so she wouldnât be taking the bus back. Her manager and assistant had already left.
The entire lounge soon became completely quiet.
ust then, she heard the sound of a doorknob turning. When Jennifer caught a glimpse of a pair of menâs eather shoes standing not far from her, she thought Walter had come back.
he said in an irritable tone, âWalter, are you dumb or deaf?â
The man standing at the door didnât respond and remained motionless.
uzzled by his lack of response, Jennifer turned her head to look. It was a face she had never seen before.
Who are you?â
he man bowed respectfully and replied, âMs. Weller, Mr. Craig would like to see you. Please follow me.â
Craig Newton?â
he award ceremony had ended nearly half an hour ago, and the venue was silent.
reyton drove over to fetch Jennifer home.
fter sending her a message, he waited patiently in the garage. Five minutes passed, but she was still where to be seen.
âhen he tried to call her, it went straight to voicemail.
is brows furrowed, and he put on his mask before heading upstairs to look for her.
hen Treyton spotted the sign indicating Jenniferâs exclusive lounge, he pushed the door open and found empty.
He immediately called his assistant, Elisha, and instructed. âCheck the surveillance Jennifer is misungâ
Jennifer was forcefully taken back to the Newton residence by the bodyguard.
The sky was dark. She stood at the entrance of the Newton residence, her heart consumed by a bewildering sense of uncertainty.
âWhy did Craig Newton have you bring me here? What does he want?â
The bodyguard kept silent. Instead, he gestured for her to enter, implying that she would understand once she went inside.
Jennifer stood still and took out her phone to send a message to Treyton. However, her phone wa promptly seized by the vigilant bodyguard.
âDonât worry, Ms. Weller. Mr. Craig wonât harm you. Heâs a person who upholds justice within the organization. He would never engage in any illegal activities, especially considering your status as a renowned celebrity,â the bodyguard assured.
With a mix of trust and doubt, she followed the bodyguard inside.
Finally, at the entrance of the ancestral hall, the bodyguard opened a small door and bowed respectfully, saying. âMr. Craig is waiting for you inside. You may enter.â
is the ancestral hall, he wouldnât engage in any wrongdoing.
she bravely stepped into the expansive ancestral hall, where flickering candlelight illuminated the incestral tablets. The air was filled with a delicate scent of sandalwood, providing a refreshing and leasant aroma.
Craig was kneeling on a cushion, his eyes slightly narrowed, concealing his amber pupils, as he paid espects to his ancestors.
pon hearing footsteps, the man stood up and turned around to look at Jennifer, who was standing by the oor.
e smiled lightly and his voice was amiable as he started, âMs. Weller, do you remember our last leeting?â
nnifer remained expressionless as she snapped, âPlease get to the point. Iâm busy.â
Il right. I wonât take up much of your time. Iâll be brief.â Approaching Jennifer, he took out a photo from s pocket and handed it to her. âTake a look at this.â
nnifer accepted the photo in confusion.
the picture, a woman in her early thirties was gazing into the camera with a gentle smile.
hile her appearance wasnât stunning, it possessed a clean and pleasant appeal. Most importantly, her :ial features bore a striking resemblance of about seventy to eighty percent to Jennifer.
wever, Jennifer was certain she had never worn the outfit shown in the photo or participated in any Édern dramas.
e woman in the photo couldnât be her.
Growing more suspicious, she lifted her head to meet Craigâs eyes. âWhat do you mean by this?â
Craig looked at her apologetically and said, âIâm sorry. Iâve failed you as your brother. These past years, Iâve been occupied with work and paid little attention to the entertainment industry. If not for the day I saw you at the Jenson residence, I might have still been clueless, and you would have endured over twenty years of suffering.â
âBrother?â
Jenniferâs heart skipped a beat as she glanced at the photo in her hand and then at Craig. It was hard to believe the news that Craig was her brother.
âYou must be mistaken, Mr. Craig. I grew up in an orphanage. Iâm completely unrelated to the Newton family. Itâs impossible for me to suddenly have a brother.â
The man stood with his hands behind his back and turned to face the ancestral tablets as he calmly recounted the story.
âThe Newton family was in turmoil in the year you were born. I was only eight years old at the time. Our father was on a business trip to Erihal. When he returned, he brought with him a one-year-old illegitimate child named Charles Newton.â
âWhat has Charles Newton got to do with me?â Jennifer asked puzzledly.