Chapter 492

Rebecca’s whole body froze in shock.

“Nathaniel… w–what did you say?” she asked.

Nathaniel looked at her and replied slowly, “Didn’t you just say you wanted to stay with me?”

Panicked, Rebecca shook her head. “No… I don’t want to gol Please, spare me, Nathaniel. I know I was wrong. Don’t do this to me… I can’t live like that Without legs, how could she live?

Seeing her in such a state, Nathaniel felt only disgust. “How could you not live? Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you live well!”

His grim expression sent a chill down Rebecca’s spine.

“No! No! I want to leave! I want to leave!‘ she cried.

She tried to crawl toward the door, pushing with her hands. Before she could get close, two black–clad bodyguards dragged her away.

“No! Nathaniel, please spare me! Please…” Rebecca pleaded.

Her cries grew faint and eventually disappeared.

Troy stood by, his head lowered, unable to meet Nathaniel’s gaze. “Mr. Preston, I’m sorry.”

“Why did you listen to Rebecca?” Nathaniel questioned.

Faced with Nathaniel’s icy stare, Troy clenched his hands subconsciously, his mind in turmoil.

If Nathaniel found out about that matter, Troy knew he wouldn’t be allowed to stay. Even if he didn’t speak up, Nathaniel would eventually discover the tru Seeing Troy’s silence, Nathaniel said coldly, “Troy, you’ve been with me for years. You should know my character. If you don’t come forward, I will find ou Troy took a deep breath and finally confessed that he had used company investment funds for stock speculation.

Hearing this, Nathaniel threw the documents in his hand at Troy, enraged. “You let yourself be blackmailed by her over such a small thing? What an idiot Nathaniel’s fury was almost overwhelming.

The thought that such a trivial matter had given Rebecca the chance to have Nyla killed–and turned him from Damon’s friend into an enemy–

made him want to kill both Rebecca and Troy on the spot.

His eyes were filled with frost, causing Troy to tremble uncontrollably.

“Mr. Preston… whatever you decide–whether it’s calling the police or something else–I accept it. I’m the one who dragged you down…” Troy said.

“Get out!” Nathaniel barked. “Get out!”

N After Troy left, Nathaniel swept everything off his desk in a fit of rage.

At least Damon had given him a chance. If he married Rebecca, he could save the Preston Group.

On the way back to Prospectus Technology, Spencer couldn’t help but glance at Damon, who was resting with his eyes closed in the backseat.

He asked, “Mr. Sumner… are you really going to let Nathaniel and Rebecca off like this?”

They were the ones primarily responsible for Nyla’s death. If it were up to him, he would never let them go, let alone allow them to get married..

Damon opened his eyes, his expression indifferent. “You talk too much.”

Upon meeting Damon’s cold gaze, Spencer’s heart lurched. He quickly looked away, not daring to speak further.

Since Nyla’s jump, Damon had become even colder and more indifferent, making him hard to approach. Spencer’s unease only grew stronger, sensing t As soon as they arrived at Prospectus Technology, their car was stopped.

Damon’s expression remained neutral upon seeing Clark.

Clark, visibly agitated and full of anger, shouted, “Uncle Damon, you’re the one who killed Nyla! Are you pleased now? I’ll never forgive you for this!”

“Mr. Sumner…” Spencer was about to ask what Damon wanted to do, but the latter coldly ordered, “Just drive over him.”

Spencer was startled. “But Mr. Clark…”