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Chapter 84 A Contrast

“Hehe.”

Lamont chuckled and placed a hand on Macey’s shoulder. “My good mother, how could

I make things difficult for you?”

He was smiling, but he was mean.

Macey thought bitterly in her heart, but she still maintained a kind smile on her face.

“I have already chosen the person.”

Lamont found a person’s information on the laptop. “He will assist you in this lawsuit. I guarantee that you will win.”

Guarantee?

How could there be such a good thing?

Macey looked at the laptop screen in doubt. However, after browsing through the person’s CV, she finally understood why Lamont was so confident.

“Don’t forget what you promised me.”

Lamont closed the laptop with a sound and walked to Macey’s ear. After gently saying

so, he strode away.

The next day, Macey, as she promised, transferred the money into Lamont’s personal

account.

“Mr. Byron…”

Miriam carefully stood beside Lamont and looked at him from time to time. “What can I do for you?”

The man in front of her did not speak. Instead, he stared at the blank laptop screen and tapped rhythmically on the wooden table.

Tap.

Tap.

Miriam’s heart trembled each time he tapped.

“Do you know why my mother sent you beside me?”

Miriam’s eyes were somewhat evasive. She didn’t expect Lamont to ask such a question. “What are you saying, Mr. Byron? What does it have to do with your mother?”

Lamont opened a folder on the table and placed it in front of Miriam.

It was detailed evidence of the connection between Miriam and Macey that he had

collected.

“Well…”

For a moment, Miriam was so nervous that she didn’t know where to put her hands. Her body also twisted unnaturally. “Mr. Byron, I…”

“You don’t have to explain.”

Lamont interrupted her and leaned back in his chair. He looked at her frivolously. “You

are useless. You are a terrible spy. Why would I leave you by my side?”

Miriam faced his anger blankly. Tears rolled in her eyes, but they did not fall.

“Why are you crying at this point?”

As if angered by her tears, Lamont rose from his chair and faced Miriam. His low voice came out of his throat and entered Miriam’s ears. “Now, tell me you are useless,

loudly!”

“Huh?”

Miriam’s eyes were full of doubt and confusion, but more of fear.

“Say it!”

Lamont tightly gripped her neck.

The intense pain spread from her neck to her whole body, slowly eroding her mind.

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