Spoiled by Mr Russell

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Although Chump said nothing, he controlled the speed well so Ralph would not die from this. However,

by the time he rode over to the main entrance of the house, Heather, who stood on the staircase, could

see that Ralph could hardly scold her anymore.

His haute couture suit was in tatters, and the man lay feebly on the ground, looking as though he was

dying.

“Oh, it’s you, the famous Mr. Russell. What’s the matter? I thought you wanted to say something to my

face?” Curling her lips, Heather was in a much better mood now.

‘No one can leave safely after criticizing me. I won’t let it happen!’

Ralph wanted to curse her, but his whole body was falling apart. Feeling pain all over, he suspected his

skin was scraped here and there and wondered if any of his bones were broken. ‘How could this

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woman do this to me!’

Being the youngest son, Ralph was not his father’s favorite and had not been made the heir to the

family’s business, but he was pampered by his mother and had always enjoyed an easy life.

He had complained about Alexander taking over what originally belonged to him. However, he had

never suffered such humiliation and treatment as the man still regarded him as his youngest uncle.

‘This woman has hauled me over the ground like a dog and could still tease me about it. Is she truly the

woman who had shyly accepted my marriage proposal yesterday?’

Struggling to sit up, he moved his limbs and saw they were not broken, but his skin was scraped in

many places, and some of the wounds were bleeding. In short, he was in pain.

Strolling down the staircase, Heather stood before him and stared at him arrogantly. “Don’t you have

much to say about me? Here I am. Say them to my face!”

“D*mn…” As Ralph looked up to scold her, he saw her gaze turned icy, and the man who hauled him

stood coldly nearby. Changing his mind, he spat out the sand in his mouth.

“Forget it! I’m not even your match. Do whatever you like!”

“Weren’t you quite brave just now? Why? Chickening out now?” Letting out a sneer, she did not hide

her contempt toward him.

Pulling himself to his feet, Ralph tried to make peace. “Ms. Riggs, my darling, let’s have a heart-to-

heart. What is it that you want? How do you expect me to cope with you treating me differently all the

time? You might as well kill me rather than torture me so. If this goes on, I’m afraid you’ll be a widow

even before we’re officially married.”

Heather lost her smile and grew fierce. “If you spout nonsense again, I’ll rip your tongue off!”

Ralph clapped his hand over his mouth. Others might joke about this, but Heather could do such a

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thing.

Ralph said, “Okay, okay, I won’t mention it. However, can you tell me what you want? You must have a

reason for being upset, right? If you didn’t want to marry me, you can just say so, and you didn’t have

to torture me. If you want to take your revenge on Alexander for hurting and offending you, go ahead,

but don’t take it out on me!”

Heather grew solemn at the mention of Alexander. She had lost sleep over the secret handbook for the

past few days, but Ralph would not know this. However, she wondered if Ralph could help him get the

handbook being someone from the Russell family.

“You’ll do anything I say?” She asked slowly.

“Even if I will, I’d never know what you’re thinking if you don’t tell me!” Sensing an opportunity, Ralph

took a step forward. “Frankly speaking, our mutual interest matters more than our feelings. What is it

that you want?”

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