Sextuplets From Ruthless Love

The taxi driver could tell that Jessica was in a hurry, so he drove the car faster.

After some time, they arrived in Cerulean. Jessica stood at the entrance disheveled and attracted many people's attention.

Just then, someone opened the door of a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost a distance away.

A tall figure got out of the car and strode toward Jessica directly. "What happened to you?"

As soon as Trevor noticed the blood stains on Jessica's body, he knitted his brows. A hint of anxiety glinted across his eyes.

"That's not important. Mr. Gulliford, please save Bennett." Jessica's knees went weak, and she fell to the ground with a loud thud.

She could not lose Bennett. After all, he was her son, and she could not bring herself to watch him die like that.

"Do you like Zachary that much?" Trevor clenched his fists, exuding a cold, terrifying aura around him.

"What does this have to do with Zachary?" Jessica shook her head. A look of confusion crept on her face.

"Jessica, do you think I'm an idiot? I'm not the only one who has Rh-negative blood in Horington. Zachary has the same blood type too. Do you want me to remind you who he is? He's the man I killed with my own hands five years ago. Because of him, you even sacrificed your life and came to my company for our secrets."

"But then, what does that have to do with Bennett?"

"Yolanda used to date Zachary five years ago. Bennett is his son, right? That's why you're willing to give up on anything to save him. All you want is to pass down the bloodline of that man." Trevor's breathTêxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

quickened. He could not calm himself down even after telling the truth himself.

"Bennett's not Zachary's child." Jessica took a long breath before saying that. Right then, she was already exhausted.

She knew that Trevor would not believe her words.

After all, he had never believed in anything she said over the past few years.

"Really?" Trevor lowered his head and glanced at her disdainfully. A mocking look appeared on his face.

As soon as Jessica met his gaze, she smiled wryly. She knew that would happen. She was aware that everything she explained was useless to him.

"Trevor, I know why you're angry with me. Those men didn't get to take advantage of me last night. Hence, you didn't get to taste the happiness of humiliating me, right?"

"What?" A tinge of confusion flashed across Trevor's eyes as he relaxed his fists abruptly.

"What men?" he pondered, feeling puzzled.

"Trevor, I've killed all of them. The feelings of victory were indescribable as I watched them let out their last breath. So, it's pointless to humiliate me. You can just kill me instead." Smiling faintly, Jessica stood up and dusted off her knees. "Jessica, what nonsense are you talking about? What actually happened?" Trevor looked at her. The mocking smile on his face had disappeared.

"Mr. Gulliford, I know you like to make deals with people. I'm using my life as a trade this time. You

have to donate your bone marrow to Bennett. Please. By the way..." Suddenly, Jessica's smile widened as if she had recalled something important. "Haven't you always wanted to know what Sammie said? She said your mother didn't die because of her illness. The truth is, Old Mr. Gulliford looked down on her identity as a bargirl. Hence, he sent someone to kill her."

Subconsciously, Trevor held his breath. He was dumbstruck because he did not know anything about his mother.

"I didn't tell you about that because..." Jessica choked with sobs. She tried her best to suppress the waves of emotions in her heart.

After a few seconds, she continued, "Because you're a noble, arrogant man. Everything about you is perfect. Thus, I don't want you to get upset over that matter. Most importantly, I don't want anyone to use that to judge or criticize you."