"Luo Yutong, do you think that just standing on tiptoe and leaning out of the window means you're jumping?"
Clyde Owen looked at the trembling Luo Yutong with a forced smile. He knew this woman was acting, and the cruel glint in his eyes immediately became clear when he thought of her desperate expression just now.
"Luo Yutong, what are you waiting for?"
"Irving, don't push your luck!"
Luo Bozhong was trembling with anger. When he saw his daughter lying blankly by the window with no intention of leaving, worry immediately appeared in his eyes.
He glared angrily at Clyde Owen and said sharply, "Owen, you keep pressuring Yutong. What's the difference between this and using someone else to do your dirty work? Don't forget, you two used to be husband and wife!"
“Luo Bozhong, you’d better think this through before you talk to me. There are plenty of visible cameras in the hospital corridors, but there are far more hidden ones than you can imagine. Just now, when Luo Yutong said she was going to jump off the building to beg for my forgiveness, the way she turned around and gave her mother a careful look was captured by a hidden camera.”
As Clyde Irving spoke, the playful look in his eyes intensified.
"Luo Yutong, if you're afraid of dying, don't pretend you don't care about anything. It's already a great favor that I'm willing to waste my breath on you. If you want to put on an act, just do it for your parents. I don't have time to waste with you here. I'll settle the score for 'playing tricks' on me this time."
"Irving, I'm not kidding you."
Luo Yutong's tear-streaked face, already drained of color by the wind outside the window, looked back at Clyde Owen with trembling lips, her unease even more intense than before.
With a sinister expression, Luo Bozhong broke free from the bodyguards blocking his way, quickly walked to the window, and immediately pulled Luo Yutong back.
However, Clyde Owen's indifference made Luo Yutong feel uneasy and panicked. She dared not leave until she received his forgiveness.
She didn't even dare to look back at Luo Bozhong's overly gloomy face.
"Young Master, it's almost time."
"Okay, let's go."
Clyde Owen gave a cold laugh. This time, he didn't waste any more time with Luo Yutong. But just as he turned to leave, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to look at Luo Bozhong, saying, "You three have played my tricks. You'll know what happens to you tomorrow morning."
"Owen, what do you mean by that? Do you really want me dead before you're satisfied?"
As Luo Yutong finished speaking and prepared to leave, she immediately yelled at him, her resentment growing stronger.
Clyde Owen didn't turn around, but said coldly at this moment: "Luo Yutong, it was you who wanted to jump down and beg for my forgiveness, not me. Now it's you who's cowering and afraid to jump. You're the one who's been playing with me from beginning to end."
"I wasn't playing a trick on you."
When Luo Yutong saw Clyde Owen about to leave without looking back, she immediately panicked.
She looked at the serious-looking Luo Bozhong, unconsciously gripped his arm with one hand, slammed the other hand against the window frame, and yelled at Clyde Owen again, "Owen, watch closely, I'm jumping right now!"
"Yutong, no!"
"Miss!"
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