Chapter 751 Betty Firmly Chose Richard
Old Town.
Betty, wearing a baseball cap, sneaked into an alley, pushed open a shabby door, and saw Brade covered in wounds inside.
"You're not dead yet?" Betty frowned but stepping forward to check Brade's injuries.
"I told you long ago to cooperate with me, now Steven's back." Brade leaned against the wall, gritting his teeth to endure the pain. "You're married and have a daughter, do you think he'll spare Richard?"
Steven wouldn't harm Betty, but he would definitely go after Richard and Betty's daughter.
Steven had been raised in a mob environment since childhood, he knew that to eliminate a problem, he had to remove its roots.
By destroying everything Betty cared about, Betty would truly obey.
"He knows you're a wild horse, hard to tame, and he enjoys it." Brade laughed. "Betty, you know Steven too well. He held you in the palm of his hand, cherished you so much, confident in conquering you, but you..."
Betty raised her hand and slapped Brade, it would have been a pity not to hit him now.
Brade frowned, looking at Betty.
"If you don't want to die, shut up." Betty grabbed Brade by the collar. "If Steven isn't dead, then you are."
"So, you're finally willing to cooperate with me?" Brade laughed.
Betty chose Richard over Steven.
Betty coming to Brade him meant she had made her decision.
Because Betty knew Steven wouldn't spare Richard, she had to prepare in advance.
The Hughes family was a survival-of-the-fittest kind of family, like ancient emperors' offspring fighting for the throne, only those who survived were fit to be the head. After Steven faked his death, Brade became the head of the Hughes family, but being the head required taking back the Hughes Group and holding it firmly.
Brade actually had more ruthless means to snatch it from Betty, but he wasn't cruel enough.
As a result, the elderly in the Hughes family started to resent Brade.
Brade seemed to be pressing Betty step by step, but in reality, he was also shielding her from those old folks.
But now that Steven was back, he would kill Brade, take back what Betty held, and still be the head of the Hughes family.
"Yes, I choose Richard." Betty's voice was firm. "No matter how many times I have to choose, I will always choose Richard!"
Brade was silent, then laughed after a long while.
"So, even Steven lost, why should I be upset" Brade's fingers trembled slightly, wanting to touch Betty, but Betty slapped his hand away. "What's so good about Richard? he is just apoor boy, a bodyguard." he asked.
"He's good in every way." Betty lowered her voice.
"Clearly, I was also one of the people who went to Aurora Peninsula to save you, why do you only remember him?" Brade was unwilling. "Is it that important that he saved you?"
"Many people saved me. I love Richard, not just because he saved me. Even if I tell you, you wouldn't understand, so shut up." Betty slapped him again, hitting without reason, catching him off guard.
Taking out medicine and cotton cloth from her pocket, Betty applied medicine to Brade. "Remember, I saved you because we now have a common goal."
She would never allow anyone to harm Richard or her daughter.
Bellagio Hotel, at the top floor.
Steven stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking outside.
"Mr. Hughes." Behind him, Marley walked over, hesitating to speak.
"Go ahead." Steven's voice was icy.
"Mrs. Hughes indeed went to see Brade." Marley nervously lowered his head, speaking softly.
Steven's fingers stiffened, and the wine glass in his hand shattered on the ground.
Betty indeed went to see Brade.
Steven had never taken Brade seriously, it was just a cat-and-mouse game.
He deliberately let someone release the dying Brade to see who Betty would choose between him and Richard.
"She still chose Richard." Steven whispered, supporting himself against the glass, his heart aching, anger erupting. "She still chose Richard! Why? I'm her husband!"
Marley took a fearful step back.
"If Mrs. Hughes hadn't gone to see Brade, would you really have spared Richard and Mrs. Hughes's daughter?" Marley asked softly.
Steven turned his cold eyes to Marley. "What do you think?"
How could Steven possibly spare Richard? Richard dared to touch his things, he deserved to die.
Not only Richard deserved to die, but Steven also wanted to cripple his hands.
"So Mrs. Hughes knows you too well, she had no choice." Marley shivered as he spoke.
What choice did Betty have?
She couldn't let anything happen to Richard and her daughter.
"But I gave her a chance." Steven whispered.
Although no matter what Betty chose, he would still kill Richard.
But Betty's choice was very important to Steven.
Steven wouldn't allow anyone to touch her, and even more so, he wouldn't allow Betty to have another man in her heart.
Steven thought that if he died, Betty would be sad for a long time, would always love him.
After all, no one could compete with a dead man.
But Betty actually got married.
Not only she got married, but also gave her heart away?
Steven punched the glass, his anger intense as he looked out the window. "Damn it."
"Mr. Hughes, Richard may just be a bodyguard, but he is the brother of Jasmine, the president's wife of the Raymond Group, and he has close ties with the Cunningham family. Ethan will protect him." The assistant reminded Steven.
It was difficult to kill Richard.
"Is that so? I like a challenge." Steven sat on the recliner.
The doorbell rang.
Marley walked over and opened the door.
Standing outside was a woman.
"Ms. Powell." Marley nodded and stepped aside.
"Didn't you say you had already returned to Kerea? Those old folks in your family have brought Lily back, aren't you anxious?" Steven didn't turn around, looking at the floor-to-ceiling window, asking coldly.
The window glass reflected Amara as she walked behind Steven, leaning on his shoulder in an intimate posture. "I'm anxious to see you. With you here, what do I have to fear?"
Steven's eyes turned cold. "Get lost."
Amara raised her hands in mock surrender, slowly stepping back. "You really are sensitive to women. All these years, hiding in Silverwood after faking your death, I heard you didn't have a single woman around. "
Amara teased. "Steven, you didn't even touch Betty. I have to wonder, is that organ of yours useless?"
Steven's cold eyes glanced over. "If you want to die, just say so."
"Alright, I won't say anymore." Amara laughed. "Since you're back, you will definitely take back the Hughes family's things, right? When the time comes, you have to help me. I want Lily dead."
Amara's cold eyes looked at Steven. "Although I want Xavier dead, I'm very dissatisfied that he was killed by a bitch."
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