Chapter 557
The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Chapter 557
Jeremy looked down at her, staring coldly. âI asked you to leave when we were at the hospital, but you
didnât. I asked you to get into my car at the entrance of the restaurant, but you refused. I saved you, yet
you repaid my kindness by being ungrateful and trying to hit me? I think you might only learn to be
careful if you were killed by those people just now!â
âWho says I was being ungrateful? I didnât know it was you who came just now!â Corrine frowned as
she suddenly realized something was wrong. âHold on. What do you mean? You seem to have long
known someone wanted to attack me.â
Jeremyâs silence implied that he admitted it. It seemed like he did not wish to bother telling her too
much. He just turned around and walked out of the narrow alley.
Corinne did not get an answer, so she quickly caught up to him and asked again, âDo you know whoâs
the Sir those people spoke about?â
âMm-hmm.â Jeremy lowered his head to lit a cigarette and hummed indifferently without looking at her
at all.
âTell me, who is it?â Corinne wanted to know very badly who had such a huge grudge against her that
the person wanted to take her life!
âYour boss.â Jeremyâs voice was flat.
Corinne stopped in her tracks, feeling shocked and very confused. âItâs Lucas? Did he hire someone to
kill me? Why?â
Jeremy was walking slightly ahead of her. He took a puff of his cigarette, then said slowly,â Anya was
once bullied by two classmates in middle school. The two girls vanished into thin air later and are still
not found today.â
Corinne was dumbfounded.
What Jeremy meant was that Lucas did not hesitate to have someone get rid of the people who bullied
his precious sister to seek justice for her.
Therefore, Jeremy already could tell that Lucas wanted to kill her when they were at the hospital. That
was why he called her away, giving her a chance to first leave. It was also because he was sure she
would get in trouble on her way home that he asked her to get in hist car in front of the restaurant.
However, she did not cooperate with him at all.
âIs Mister Lucas so merciless?â
Corinne was not willing to believe her half-brother was such a heartless man, even though she would
not acknowledge him as her brother.
Jeremy looked askance at her. âDo you think Lucas is some good guy?â
Corinne felt silent.
She never thought Lucas was a good person, but she did not expect him to be so extreme. He would
go to the lengths of killing people to help his precious sister avenge her.
âAlso, stay away from Jason as well in the future!â Jeremy added indifferently.
What did this have to do with Jason? Corinne was dazed, then she frowned. âMister Jeremy, do you
think nobody other than you is a good person in the world?â
Jeremy shot her a glance coldly, then said in a cold and deep voice, âIâm not a good person either.â
Corinne snickered. âSo I see you know it yourself!â
There was a cigarette in between Jeremyâs well-defined fingers, and he was surrounded by smoke. He
turned his head a little, squinting at her. âWhether I am a good person or not depends on who I am
dealing with.â
At first, Corinne was still laughing, but she got so uncomfortable as Jeremy stared at her meaningfully,
she could only smile.
It seemed that Jeremy was not expecting her to understand. He sneered, puffing out a cloud of smoke
while looking ahead.
Looking at his side profile as he smoked, Corinne felt he was handsome, but she frowned. â Mister
Jeremy, you should smoke less. This is already your sixteenth cigarette today!â
Jeremy was slightly dazed. He stopped in his tracks a little, then looked toward her. His deep gaze was
unfathomable. âWhat did you say?â
Corinne suddenly regained her senses and figured out that what she said was not quite right. She
turned her head and said after a pause, âI didnât say anything!â
She sped up as she wanted to put distance between herself and Jeremy and go their ways!
Jeremy, however, raised his hand to block her path. Squinting his deep, fathomless eyes, he asked
again, âWhy did you count how many cigarettes Iâve had, Miss Corrine? Were you caring about me?â