C8 Jovie Had Been Blackmailed

When the two of them parted, her lips had been scratched several times. She was furious! She slapped her charming face and glared at Keane. The humiliation and anger in her eyes hurt Keane's eyes.

At this point, he was still jealous of her.

Jovie really hoped that Finneas was lying to her. Her family was fine, and her parents were fine too. Otherwise, she would not be able to forgive herself if she could not make it back in time.

"Yes, there's nothing to talk about between us. Remember this, and don't forget it even if you die!"

The panic in her heart became more and more intense. She was so angry that she could not even breathe. This made Jovie extremely annoyed. She started to provoke Keane without thinking.

"I want to go back today. I will threaten you with my life. Unless you step over my dead body, no one can stop me!"

The fierce Jovie's aura instantly rose to two meters and eight inches. Her words also made Keane, who had lost his smile and coldness, look at her with a sinister gaze.

There was a storm raging in the man's eyes. The corner of his mouth curved into a cruel and ruthless smile.

"You can try to leave your life behind!"

His deep and hoarse voice carried an unintentional attitude. It was as if the treasure that he had placed in his heart had been abandoned by him.

He didn't care, and he didn't want it!

Jovie's attitude was beyond Jovie's expectations.

In the city, everyone said that Keane was the most ruthless person. She had never felt that way before, and now she was experiencing it for herself.

He had imprisoned her and doted on her for more than a month, but now, he was telling her that he had retracted his love for her. What was the difference between this and a murder?

Her heart felt as if it was being stabbed by countless needles, and the air in her chest seemed to have been sucked away in an instant, making it impossible for her to breathe.

She had the guts to abuse his feelings and abuse him. He had given her that confidence, and now that she had already regarded him as her own, he had broken it with his own hands. How cruel was that?

However, Jovie had forgotten that although Keane loved her, he had never believed in her. He had never believed that she would abandon the title of Son-in-law-to-be-husband and truly fall in love with him. He had never cared about her.

"Keane, don't regret it!"

Jovie, who was on the verge of bursting, endured the wetness in her eyes and gritted her teeth as she spoke word by word.

The sadness and astonishment in her eyes made Keane's heart ache. He could not bear to look at the face that he loved so much, so he turned around and left, leaving behind a lonely back.

Jovie, who had turned all her emotions into endless fury, was the first to rush towards the Secret guardian who was blocking her path.

Jovie was taught by Keane, so she did not have many moves, but she was good at dodging. She was able to survive under the hands of second and third-rate assassins.

However, it would definitely not work if she used them to fight. Furthermore, the Secret guardian who was fighting against her was not weaker than a first-class assassin.

In a short period of time, not only did Jovie not gain any advantage, but she also suffered injuries all over her body.

However, her stubborn personality forced her to admit defeat.

Jovie was fighting with all her might, and the Secret Guardians were complaining endlessly. They did not dare to let go of their hands to deal with Jovie. They were afraid that their Young Lord would go back on his word, and they would be the unlucky ones.

However, even if they did not let go of their hands, they could not guarantee that this woman would not deliberately bump into them. They could not avoid her, and they would really hurt her.

Yabsley finally understood the warning and reminder that Callan had given him. This 'Angelically girl' was really not someone he could mess with.

This woman was too evil!

Sure enough, Keane, who was sitting in the study room, could not help but look at the monitor. When he saw the wound on Jovie's delicate skin, he instantly flew into a rage and smashed two computers on the desk that displayed the stock market.

"Let her go!"

Callan slammed his fist on the desk and roared angrily at Callan, who was standing in front of him.

He had really underestimated his own heart and his deep love for Finneas.

Callan looked at the note that he had intercepted from the hands of Jovie a month ago, and the contents of the note. He cursed Young Master Finneas and 'Angelically girl' countless times in his heart.

"Young Master, are you really going to let Jovie meet Young Master Finneas? If..."

"Get out!"

Callan still wanted to persuade Keane, but Keane, who had already fallen into a sick state, berated him and told him to leave. When he realized that something was wrong with Keane, he did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly sent someone to the western villa to look for Prof. Lynwood.

The East Villa was a huge manor. The moment Jovie left, the entire manor seemed to have fallen into a dead silence. It was so quiet that it felt like a dead city.

Keane lived in this dead city as if he had been abandoned. He couldn't go out, and no one could come in. Loneliness, anxiety, boredom, and all sorts of other emotions filled his heart, causing him to feel suffocated.

He was born in the sun, but he lived in the dark. He had been corroded by the mud and swamp. Those dark and filthy things had taken root in his body and destroyed his soul.

Until the moment Jovie appeared, she brought him out of the swamp like a warm and dazzling light that had driven away the darkness.

"Young lord! Young lord!"

A distant voice sounded in his ears. In his daze, it was as if someone had fed him something. The last ray of light in front of him disappeared, leaving behind an endless darkness.

The manor was too big. Half an hour later, Jovie, who was covered in wounds, still couldn't get out of the manor.

On the other hand, Callan, who was driving a car, appeared aggressively. He parked the car beside her and pushed the passenger door open angrily.

"Get in the car!"

As expected, the Young Lord still cared about 'Angelically girl' and even asked him to drive her to her lover.

Jovie didn't have the time to be angry. She quickly got into the car and fastened her seatbelt. Callan immediately started the engine and the car sped away.

In a flash, they arrived at Jovie's house. The car couldn't go any further. She resisted the urge to vomit and unbuckled her seatbelt. She was ready to run back.

However, the moment she opened the door, she froze.

Because, Callan had suddenly locked the door!

"What are you doing?"

Keane's murderous gaze swept over her. Callan returned with a disdainful look. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it at Jovie's leg. Then, he unlocked the car door and signaled for her to get out.

Jovie vaguely recognized that this piece of paper seemed to be the one that Keane had taken from her a month ago.

Although she didn't understand why Callan would give her the paper at this time, she still chose to take a look.

"Go down and take a look!"

Just as Jovie opened the paper, Callan suddenly reached out his hand to cover the paper in her hand. He also helped her open the car door and drove her away in disgust.

Jovie frowned and looked at him. Then, she got out of the car.

Not long after, Callan drove the car out of the highway, leaving a trail of exhaust behind.

Jovie lived in an old residential building near the seaside. Compared to the prosperous and bustling center of the city, it was like two different worlds. The difference between the rich and the poor was just too great.