In George and Catherine's suite of the grand night casino, which was next to the airport, the atmosphere was ambiguous. Clothes were scattered on the floor, and the shadows of the man and woman on the bed were mottled under the moonlight.

"We are a team now. No one can escape." Then George put his arm around her shoulders and lifted her hand to give Catherine a kiss. He seemed to be totally drunk and said, "I also think it is the fate? Am I right, my baby? "

Catherine was so weak that her face turned red and her chest rose and fell. But a deep disgust could be seen in her eyes. She didn't answer George. She just wanted to cry bitterly. Her purity was destroyed by such a beast! How shameless of him to sacrifice her own life with violence and drugs? What a joke!

"Honey, are you not satisfied with what I just did? Why don't you say anything? " George pretended to ask Catherine, trying to humiliate her. "Miss Lin, you have been worrying about my brother, so you are so indifferent to me."

"Your brother?" Catherine said, "I don't know who your brother is."

"Oh, Miss Lin, you don't know?" George pretended to be surprised, and then he pretended to understand suddenly. "I think it's because Miss Lin has been trapped in the jail for too long that you don't know about the outside news, right? My brother is actually Malcolm who is in charge of the SG group! But it was a pity that his father was! A! Bastard! "

"What did you say?" Catherine asked George, her eyes wide open

"I said, but the father of Malcolm is an illegitimate child of my grandfather!" George spoke every word clearly. "Not long ago, news was spreading everywhere! It's a pity that Miss Lin would fall in love with such a lowly woman. "

" Lowly? He's much better than you! "

Slap! As soon as Catherine finished her words, a burning pain came from her face. Her face was knocked sideways by George, and the palm print could be seen clearly on her white face.

George then raised his hand and seized Catherine by the throat. He pinched her neck more and more tightly, with coldness in his eyes. "Is he better than me? Miss Lin, that's not what I want to hear! "

"Well Kaaahhkkk, kaaahhkkk, kaaahhkkk.... "

But Catherine couldn't move at all and felt hard to breathe. Her father had told her that George was suspicious and conceited, so he must take a bodyguard with him when going out. He was a playboy, and he couldn't stand others competing with him. And she was so angry just now. What she said to him that Malcolm was better than him. Obviously, her words upset his self-esteem. So did he want to kill her because he couldn't stand it? That's right. If Malcolm's father was really an illegitimate child, then he and Malcolm were naturally related by blood If compared with Malcolm, it would be more difficult for him to accept, the worst man

"Let me go..." Catherine was almost suffocated. She couldn't help rolling her eyes and twisting her limbs. Just as her consciousness gradually went blank and darkness came over her eyes, the cage

stopping his steps, Malcolm left with a sneer.

The answer was self-evident. Barry was stunned and stayed still. Barry groomed what Malcolm had just said, then got into the car and smoked a cigarette.

Poppi was not Celine's biological sister, and Wayne was not Poppi's father. Poppi suffered from depression

The facts were simply too shocking.

He took a few deep puffs on his cigarette, and his face became more vague against the smoky background.

Then he went upstairs and kept warm for a long time. Malcolm was afraid that his coldness would be passed to Poppi. When Poppi heard the door open, Poppi closed her eyes and pretended to take a nap.

Malcolm walked to the bedside, looked at Poppi carefully for a long time, and then his eyes gradually became gentle. He could not help but lower his head, kissed her cheeks, and touched her belly with his hand. Poppi thought that Malcolm would go to bed, but before he did, Poppi felt something pressing on her shin.

Poppi slightly opened her eyes and saw that Malcolm squatted down in front of the bed and carefully gave her a massage. His strength was not too heavy, obviously much better than yesterday. Did he really learn how to massage according to the book?

She was moved, but at that moment, she was suspicious. Suddenly, Poppi felt contradicted and began to worry.

From the moment Malcolm entered the room, he knew that Poppi was awake because her eyelashes were trembling. Malcolm didn't mean to disturb Poppi, but when he felt her mood change, he couldn't help asking, "what's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable? "

Shocked, Poppi turned over and didn't answer.

"Poppi, let me take you away? In San Francisco? Do you like it? " Malcolm said, "I've finished my work. In two days, I'll take you to the city to relax, okay? No one knows us. there only you, me and our baby. Let's go there and look forward to the birth of the baby, okay? "

In her memory, they were beautiful sea, blue sky, white clouds.

'Okay!' Poppi agreed in her mind.