Chapter 971

Chapter 971:

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To capture Lorenzo, Mitchel had prepared meticulously. It wasn't as random as it seemed. Even if Katie hadn't killed Lorenzo today, Lorenzo would have been captured.

But given Lorenzo's nature, he would have fought to the death to avoid being captured, as he was infamous for his reckless and desperate fighting style.

During the confrontation with the special forces, the situation would definitively fall into chaos. Their approach required caution, and any attempt to capture Lorenzo would likely result in unexpected casualties.

Now, things calmed down, with only Lorenzo perishing and no additional losses.

"Did you change weapons?" Katie's eyes shifted, searching for clarity.

The reason he had shot Mitchel without hesitation was his betrayal. He had abandoned her to face Lorenzo alone, leaving her completely helpless... The hatred she harbored for him was deep!

He had delivered her into the hands of that demon. He longed for revenge, to tear his flesh and gnaw his bones.

But now, learning that Mitchel had tampered with Lorenzo's firearm, Katie's mind brightened. A slight smile appeared on his still terrifying face, reflected in his eyes.

"Mitchel, do you still have feelings for me?"

This enigmatic comment caused Mitchel to wrinkle his brow slightly, clearly taken aback by her statement.

However, Katie giggled happily. “Although you left me with Lorenzo, you were secretly worried that he might hurt me, so you surreptitiously changed his gun to protect me…”

Mitchel was speechless. He pursed his lips, truly surprised by his misunderstanding, unable to respond.

Raegan was equally surprised. It seemed like Katie was truly delusional. Any rational person could see that this was not the case.

However, Katie was still lost in her delirious world, laughing even more happily.

«Mitchel, I... I forgive you. Although you abandoned me for this woman, I am not upset. I'm willing to share you with her. Moving on, we... We could take turns having you. Monday, Wednesday, Friday for you and her, and Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday for you and me. What do you think? Katie proposed in surprise.

Mitchel frowned. «Are you crazy? When have I protected you?

In her persistent dream state, Katie refused to wake up, vehemently insisting, “This is how you protected me. Mitchel, stop fooling me. I am aware that deep down you harbor emotions for me. We have collaborated and resided together for numerous years…”

As Katie's claims became more and more outlandish, referencing actions Mitchel had never performed, all creations of her imagination.

Mitchel intervened coldly: “Katie, when I left you with Lorenzo, I imagined two possible outcomes. One in which he would torment you to death, and another in which you would eliminate him, only to face retaliation from the entire Maxwell company!

"No... No... It's not like that..." Devastated by her cruel revelation, Katie put her hands on her chest, murmuring: "You care about me... You have feelings for me... You lie..."

Katie dove deeper into hypnosis, reconstructing her idyllic dream phrase by phrase.

«You demand forgiveness, but what authority do you have? The one who has perpetrated evil and malevolence from the beginning is you, not anyone else. Remember, the things you have done, whether in this life or the next, or even the next, are beyond forgiveness!”

Mitchel's lips formed a beautiful but stern curve as he uttered his brutal declaration: "I anticipated your victory over Lorenzo because I believed the latter result would be more rewarding!"

The consequences of offending the entire Maxwell family were widely understood.

Not all members of the Maxwell family were eccentric. In fact, not all nations lacked laws that permitted unrestricted behavior.

However, Lorenzo stood out as an anomaly, famous for his absolute madness, for causing disturbances wherever he went and for enjoying the favoritism of the head of the family.

Many family members disapproved of Lorenzo because, fueled by favoritism, Lorenzo acted recklessly, impulsively, and with excessive ostentation.

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