Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 352

Collect his dues?

Chloe looked at the dirty and disheveled Bruce in front of her.

His bruises have lightened considerably, but she still felt disgusted at the sight of him.

Even though he was her biological father, in her eyes, he was even worse than the beggars on the streets.

Bruce could read the disgust in her eyes, and anger boiled in his chest.

"You owe me money, and yet you try to kill me to silence me? Chloe Walker, don't you dare forget, even i f you carry the Hamilton name and you're now Mrs. Dawson, you will always be Chloe Walker!”

Chloe was so angry her face turned purple.

She hated it the most when people mentioned 'Chloe Walker', her childhood name.

She was now Chloe Hamilton, not anyone else but Chloe Hamilton!

Her family name was Hamilton!

Chloe glanced at his distorted leg and said coldly, " Karma was what hit you, nobody wanted to silence you. Don’t accuse me of attempted murder! Did you get on anyone’s bad side? Or did you want to kill yourself, ran into someone's car, and broke your leg?"

"Don’t think I don't know; this must be one of Nicole's plots! You're the same as your mother, even the tone of your voices are identical!"

Bruce squeezed her neck, increasing the pressure on her smooth skin.

"Let me go! If you dare hurt me, I assure you, you won't escape unscathed!"

Bruce shouted in anger, "How can you talk to me like this! I am your father, I’m only in this situation because I was framed by your mother!”

"Don’t blame everything on Mom, look at yourself! All these years, you've never fulfilled your responsibility a s a father and now the minute you open your mouth, you threaten us for money. You dare call yourself my father?"

The pain in Chloe’s belly intensified, she pushed Bruce away, and said anxiously, "Get out of my way, I need to go home now."

Of course, he wouldn't let her leave so easily, he held onto her arm, not allowing her any space to struggle.

"I finally caught you today, do you think I’ll let you go s o easily?”

"Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll start shouting!"

Chloe shouted and subtly slipped her phone out of her bag.

Bruce held up his hand to hit her but hesitated, glanced at the bag in her hands, and snatched it out of her hands.

"Give it back to me!

"Give me back my bag!" Chloe reached out and snatched her bag.

She was terrified, what if he took her phone and called the Dawsons, then she was done for.

He refused.

She grew anxious, "I don’t have much money with me, I just married into the Dawson family, I haven't even secured my position yet. They wouldn’t give me much money now."

"This bag is a designer item, I can sell it for some money," he replied.

"You can afford such a good hospital, I'm sure you have some money with you. Be patient, once I have the money, I will give it to you." Chloe was near begging.

Bruce scoffed, "Do you know who paid for my medical bill?"

Chloe shook her head in surprise.

Even though she didn't know who paid his medical bill but judging from his expression, that person must be one of her enemies.

"That person is Anna Hamilton, your sister!" Bruce pulled out his words, saying gleefully.

"What? Anna?" Chloe’s face turned pale as a ghost.

"Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of the petty tricks the two of you have up your sleeves, worse comes to worst, we can all die together! If you don’t want me to have a good life, don't think about enjoying one yourself!"

"You... what more do you want?" Chloe's voice was quivering.

She and Anna were archenemies, if Anna knew she had an ex-convict as a father, Anna would announce the fact to the whole world.

"Let me tell you, if you drag me into the mud, you won't get a single cent," Chloe said, voice quivering non-stop.

"You have no right to threaten me!" Bruce spat at her murderously.

"Give me back my bag!" Chloe walked towards him step by step.

It was in the middle of the night. There was not a soul was in sight, plus Bruce had only one functional leg left, if she calculated her moves right, he might not be a match for her.

Her eyes flitted towards a wooden stick laying on the ground beside her.