Chapter 233 Do I Even Need Proof
He had an unusually fanatical gaze. “I was helping you!”
Cherise couldn’t help but take a step back.
The lan before her was no different from a madman.
He looked at her with a strange, crazy, and ruthless gaze. It was how the village fool in their hometown would look at others.
The man behind her pulled her into his arms perfectly.
Intense and bitter resentment flickered across Ian’s eyes when he saw Damien come out.
He sneered. “Don’t you have great eyesight? Why did you keep insisting on pretending to be at blind man?”
Damien let out an indifferent laugh. “Aren’t you quite underhanded, too, Mr. Philips? Why do you keep pretending to be virtuous and honorable?”
Ian choked and couldn’t say anything for a long time.
In the end, he glared at Damien ferociously. “No matter how underhanded I am, I’m not as bad as you!”
“You used your wealth to force Cherise to marry you, and you even want her to birth a child for you!”
lan grew angrier as he spoke. What right does Damien have?
Can he do as he likes because he’s rich and take the girl I like?
The world was a level playing field, but it fell into turmoil because of these rich people who were born privileged!
Damien hugged Cherise and looked at Ian icily. “Do you have proof that I used my wealth to force her to marry me?”
“Heh. Do I even need proof?”
Ian narrowed his eyes coldly. “When Cherise’s grandmother was severely ill in the hospital, the Lenoir family paid for her grandmother’s medical fees. After that, she married you. Isn’t it obvious?”
“It’s because you’re rich and powerful. You used your money to force Cherise, who was born impoverished, to marry you!”
Cherise pursed her lips, and her hands were tightly clenched into fists at her side.
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