"This was given to me by my brother, but now it has become a relic. No one knows how I feel right now; the person closest to me, my own brother—I can never see him again. He who protected me since childhood, who was the best to me, can never return. Jose Floyd, I hate, I have endless hate in my heart!" As Nicole spoke her voice grew increasingly choked, and by the end, her shoulders were trembling, as she tried her best to hold back the tears forming in her eyes.
Jose Floyd remained silent, standing there quietly listening to Nicole, his expression deep and somber.
Nicole clenched the necklace pendant in her palm, each word carrying coldness and hatred: "Jude Charington—Jude Charington—I will definitely settle this score!"
At this moment, Jose Floyd, who had been watching Nicole silently, noticed the hatred in her eyes, his brows twitching slightly. He extended his hand, his voice indifferent: "Give me the pendant."
