The Unwanted Daughter When Love Comes Too Late novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291 A Dangerous Game

Chapter 291 A Dangerous Game

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Unlike his nervous assistant, Ronald seemed to be in high spirits. All the anger he felt earlier had vanished without a trace when Preston appeared.

With his hands tucked into his pockets, Ronald chuckled. “After all these years, this is probably the first time your tricks at stirring up trouble didn’t work. That’s got to sting, right? I’m curious–how do you think he’s feeling right now? Care to describe it for me?”

His mocking tone only fueled the fire. Preston’s presence grew colder, his glare sharp enough to cut. He looked at Ronald like he was dead meat.

It doesn’t bother Ronald.

He had been on the receiving end of that look for years—he was used to it.

Instead of backing down, he leaned in with a grin. “Don’t glare at me like that, Preston. Otherwise, I’ll start thinking you’re just upset because you lost the first round to me after all this time.”

It was true. Preston was furious. But having Ronald say it out loud only worsened it.

Still, Preston wasn’t someone who lost his temper over a few words.

After a brief pause, he smoothed his emotions back into that untouchable, arrogant calm he was known for.

“My dear brother,” he said coolly, “I didn’t come to Cloudville for you.”

As he spoke, he glanced deliberately toward the door–just where Tracy had stepped out moments before.

Ronald’s smile disappeared, his eyes turning dark and sharp.

He had known all along that Preston would target Tracy. But Ronald was selfish; he couldn’t let her go.

Whatever Preston planned, he would never allow it to succeed.

Sensing how much Ronald cared about Tracy only fueled Preston’s excitement. The anger in his eyes shifted into a feverish glow, bordering on madness.

He straightened his tie, every detail of his appearance flawless, but his voice was calm but laced with madness.

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“We’ll be seeing each other a lot from now on. You’d better look forward to it.”

With that, Preston swept out of the room, his men following like a royal entourage, his momentum overbearing.

He carried himself like a conqueror, expecting everyone to bow before him.

Ronald gave a low, disdainful laugh. “All show and no substance.”

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The West family always loved to put on a show, but Preston was the worst–wearing a full suit even in the middle of summer.

Did he not care if he broke out in a heat rash?

Once Preston left, Simon and the five men he had brought along were finally free.

They let out a collective sigh of relief and exchanged a glance. None of them dared linger, but as they moved for the door, Ronald’s bodyguards blocked their path.

Simon’s heart sank. Still, he forced himself to look bold. “W–What do you think you’re doing? I’m telling you, my dad’s the Deputy CEO of Jackman Enterprise!”

He didn’t recognize Ronald, but judging from the way he had treated Tracy, he figured they were connected.

And Tracy–well, she was just a nobody, someone who didn’t deserve the life she had stolen. If Ronald was close to her, he couldn’t be anyone important.

That thought gave him more confidence.

But then Ronald pointed straight at him and said, “Leave him. The rest, along with the evidence, hand them all over to the police.”

His men were swift, trained, and efficient.

In less than a minute, the others were dragged away, and the door was shut behind them.

Now the room was silent, leaving only Ronald and Simon inside.

Simon’s confidence cracked. Panic rushed in. “W–What do you want from me?”

Ronald’s smile deepened, dimples softening his face, making him look harmless. But under the dim light, his eyes glimmered with something chilling and strange.

A shiver ran down Simon’s spine. It felt like a monster had locked onto him.

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He tried to bolt for the door, but his foot caught on something. He stumbled forward and crashed to the ground.

Crash! The fall sent the bottles of wine from the table smashing onto the ground. The crash echoed through the room.

Before Simon could groan in pain, Ronald’s voice came from behind him, low and mocking. “Oh no. Look at your hand–bleeding all over the glass. Look at your eye! How did that bottle end up stuck in your eye?”

Simon froze, stunned. Instinctively, he raised a hand to check his eye.

The fall had been hard, but his eye was fine–and his hand wasn’t bleeding at all.

Confused, he turned around and caught sight of Ronald calmly closing the camera he had used earlier to record Tracy.

Simon had no idea what Ronald planned to do, but a deep, bone–chilling fear spread through

him.

His legs refused to work, so he scrambled on all fours toward the door.

At last, his fingers closed around the handle–only to find it wouldn’t turn.

Panic surged. He pounded the door with both fists, shouting like a madman. “Somebody! Help! Open the door! Please, anyone!”

What Simon had forgotten was that he had chosen this room himself–the one with the best soundproofing in the entire hotel. And outside, not a single sound escaped.

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