Chapter 1679

Squinting, Edmund’s expression turned fierce.

“She was a threat to you,” he asserted firmly.

Those words sent a shiver down Flossie’s spine, causing sweat to bead on her back.

How could the father she had longed for turn out to be so ruthless?

Observing Flossie’s fear, Edmund continued in a softer voice, “I didn’t intend for her to die.

She fell off the cliff on her own.

She shouldn’t have tried to escape.

Please, trust me, my dear daughter.

”

“I don’t!” Flossie shook her head, her gaze fixed on Edmund, her expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

How could someone who once seemed so gentle and trustworthy now appear as if transformed into a demon?

Which version of him was the true one?

Did Benny know everything? What role did he play in all of this?

“I don’t believe you.

Stay away from me!” Flossie said warily, pulling away from Edmund’s grasp and taking two cautious steps backward.

Seeing Flossie’s agitation, Benny couldn’t help but feel concerned.

He had the urge to step forward, but Flossie’s gesture halted him in his tracks.

“You stay away from me too!” Flossie’s eyes were red, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear.

“IT won’t come any closer.

Just please, calm down and talk to me,”

Benny urged, his tone urgent as he attempted to reassure her.

Flossie couldn’t bear to even look at them.

ALL she yearned for was to escape this suffocating atmosphere.

She turned on her heel and strode toward the door.

Sensing the two figures trailing closely behind her, she halted abruptly, her voice quivering with desperation.

“Don’t follow me.

If you do, I swear I’ll kill myself!”

Flossie sprinted with fervor, propelled by her overwhelming emotions.

Yet, the intensity caused a dull ache in her lower abdomen, halting her after a mere distance.

Halting for a moment, she drew in a deep breath, shielding her belly with a hand, and then swiftly exited the club.

Rather than departing immediately, she sought refuge, pressing against a wall to regain composure.

Moments later, Edmund and Benny emerged, each departing in their respective cars.

Once assured of their distance, Flossie emerged cautiously, hailing a taxi for her escape.

The driver, a kind middle-aged man, greeted her, “Where are you going, young girl?”

Flossie faltered, uncertain of her destination, her mind in turmoil.