After parting ways with Bella, Justin stared out the car window into the dark night, his brows tightly furrowed.
“What did you say? Clarice Amaryllis is actually Rosalind Gold?!” lan slammed on the brakes. He reacted as if he had been struck
by lightning.
The Maybach jolted violently. Caught off guard, Justin's tall body lurched forward, nearly hitting the seat in front.
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“Do you not know Rosalind Gold, or do you not know Clarice Amaryllis? Haven't you seen all kinds of storms before? So why are
you having such a large reaction?”
Justin sat upright again, casually tugging his tie, though his heart was in turmoil.
“| know both women, but the thought of them being the sperson makesshudder!” lan slammed the steering wheel in
anger, accidentally setting off the horn. “Is she a curse that’s fated to bring you bad luck? She haunts you like a ghost! Should | get
a priest to perform an exorcism or cleansing ritual?”
Justin's eyes dimmed, his voice hoarse. “In the end, | have no one to blbut myself because I'm the reason for Clarice’s
existence.”
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Memories flashed before his eyes like a silent, dark film.
He recalled the many entanglements between him and Bella when Rosalind Gold was still by his side.
Scene after scene of cruel memories flashed past, the sharp fragments stabbing at his chest again and again.
Momentarily dazed, Justin instinctively clutched his chest, pressing hard as his heavy heartbeat thudded painfully against his ribs.
“Mr. Salvador, don’t say that. You were deceived by that vicious woman. You're also a victim!” lan suddenly asked, “But how did
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