My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)

Chapter 199 The Previous Truth

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Alston's words sent Alex a chill down his spine, and he looked at Alston in horror, "You... You never planned to help me pay back the money from the beginning?"

Alston smiled. But the smile was like a devil's smile, cold and horrible.

"Alex, what kind of good person do you think I am? A good person chose to rescue you and pay back the money for you after you tricked me? The people who can make me suffer losses are rare. Alex, you are one of them."

His voice was cold, full of chill and hatred. "I have bought Quinn off. I let him lure you into that casino. It's me who secretly beguiled you into gambling. Whether you won or lost, it's all my arrangement. You owed so much money, and that is also in my expectation. From the beginning to the end, I timed to have designs on every step you took. So, the reason why you ended up with such a situation is me who designed all of this."

Alex was in a trance, with his legs starting to weaken. He realized Alston would not let him go after he regretted it last time. He was so complacent that he forgot what kind of person Alston was in Fort. Jakson sat next to Alston, took a cigarette, and handed it to him. Alston took it naturally and held it in his palm. The two looked very familiar, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

Alex fell to the ground with a bang. Only then did he realize even Jakson was also specially arranged by Alston. He finally understood Alston was a terrifying man.

"Please, Mr. Smith. It's my fault. Please let me go!"

Alston blew smoke unhurriedly, with the floating smoke blurring his striking features. He said in a deep voice, "If I let you go, who will let..."

Who would let Cynthia's mother go?

She suffered for most of her life. When everything was getting better, when she deliberately left the hospital soon to recover, when she was going to embrace a good rest of her life, that secret man, Dorris, and Alex utterly destroyed her hope. She finally could only miserably leave this world.

She had been kind all her life, but the world's sufferings had never let go of her.

"Let me ask you one last time, don't you know who the person who gave you 500 thousand dollars before is? Didn't you see his face?"

Alex's face was pale, and cold sweats broke out on his forehead. He didn't see it. At that time, because he got 500 thousand dollars for nothing, he didn't care about anything but immersed himself in joy. In addition, that person deliberately covered his face, obviously not wanting him to know who is, so Alex pretended not to see that person's weirdness. Therefore, he had no idea who that person was.

"Mr. Smith, I don't know who he is, and I don't know why he gave me the money. At that time, I was... I was only thinking about the money, and that person covered his face, so I don't know anything." After Alex finished speaking, Alston's face became even colder, "It seems that you are completely useless!"

Jakson raised his eyes and winked at his subordinates. Then they controlled Alex and dragged him out. Chapter 199 The Previous Truth

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"Mr. Smith! Mr. Smith!" Alex struggled, his face twitching, and his veins stood out. He wanted to beg Alston for mercy, but Alston begrudged him a look. Then he was dragged out while yelling. Jakson put out the cigarette in his hand, looked at Alston's depressed face, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Smith, I've heard about it. I'm sorry about that."

Alston nodded, did not speak, and frowned tightly.

Jakson knew he was not in the mood to talk to him now, so he got up from the sofa quickly and said, "I'll deal with Alex for you. You can come to me if you have anything difficult to handle in the future." Alston looked up at him and said, "I see. Thank you."

A low laugh escaped Jakson, and he left without saying a word.

Alston sat in the villa for a long time. When he recovered, it was almost dark. He looked at his phone and found Cynthia still hadn't called. He frowned with a sigh and drove away.

The car was driving on the road, a relatively remote section. It was hushed, and there were no people on the road. As Alston drove, he saw a man and a woman pushing and pulling from a distance as if they were arguing fiercely.

The man grabbed the woman's bag with a twitched face. Alston couldn't help but doubt if the man was robbing.

Alston suddenly became tense and slammed on the brakes. The sound of the brakes was loud, startling the two of them. The woman seemed hopeful and quickly shouted, "Someone robbed me! He robbed my bag!"

When the man saw a tall and straight figure get off the car and run towards this side, his expression became more vicious, and he yelled at Alston, "I'm her brother. This is our family affairs. Mind your own business.

Otherwise, I'll beat you too."

"Humph!" Alston sneered. Instead of stopping, he approached sulkily, step by step. When Alston got close, the man saw his face and became tense. Then he subconsciously released the bag.

He glared at the woman and said viciously, "You are lucky today. Wait and see. Next time you will not have the good luck as today."

After the harsh words, he quickly ran away without daring to turn his head as if he saw some evil spirit.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you!"

Seeing that she was fine, Alston turned around and was about to go back into his car, but suddenly the

woman stopped him. "Alston?"

"She knows me?" Alston asked secretly.

Alston frowned deeply and turned around. He didn't look at the woman's face just now, but now it looked familiar to him.

"I'm Hulda!" Seeing him frowning with a confused expression, Hulda paused. She realized he had already forgotten what she looked like.

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"Hulda?" Alston repeated the name before he remembered that there was this person. He had little contact with Hulda during this period. He rarely cared about someone unimportant. In addition, Hulda had changed a lot.

She once lost much weight in a short time and recovered. She no longer looked like Cynthia. To Alston, she was almost a stranger.

Alston managed to bring out the image of Hulda in his mind and looked at her indifferently, "You look different from before. I didn't recognize you just now."

Hulda smiled, and her voice was with a sense of vicissitudes. "It's normal. You are swamped with your business. Naturally, you don't remember an insignificant person like me. Even I don't recognize myself when I see my face now."

She looked more peaceful now, without the sharpness and hostility as before. Looking at Alston, she also didn't have the previous obsession, and the cynical pettiness she used to have was much less. Hulda raised her hand to show the chain on her hand and the necklace and said, "Now I'm with Ivan. To compensate me, he's doing his best to treat me well. I already have what I spent my whole life chasing in the past."

"Congratulations!" Alston said indifferently. He had no interest in knowing this. Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Hulda took a step forward and called him hurriedly, "Wait a minute. Let's talk!"

Alston didn't turn his head back. "I don't think we have anything to talk about. Cynthia is not here now. It's inappropriate for us to talk alone. I need to avoid suspicion."

After hearing this, a pang of jealousy surged in Hulda. She felt Cynthia was so lucky. Alston never compromised with others but with Cynthia.

If it were her in the past, she might have harbored jealousy and hatred towards Cynthia because of Alston's words, but now she had nothing but admiration.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't have any other thoughts about you now. I have something to tell you about

Cynthia's kidnapping by Jane and Cherry."

Alston froze. Then he turned his head suddenly and said sharply, "What did you say?"

Hulda was startled and pointed to the coffee shop in the distance. "It's a long story. Let's go there and talk!"

Alston looked into her eyes firmly, ensuring she was not lying and agreed.

The two sat opposite each other. Looking at the tall and handsome Alston, she felt sad. Initially, she wanted to get close to him, but now she recognized herself and knew Alston would never choose her. "Tell me, what happened at that time?" Alston stared at her with frowns furrowing and asked.

Hulda lowered her head, bit her lower lip, hesitated momentarily, and said, "Although Jane and Cherry did this, it was indeed my idea. I am sorry. I am sorry to hurt Cynthia, and I will apologize to her when she returns."

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Alston's dark eyes were full of coldness and seriousness. "Put it clear!"

Hulda felt somewhat embarrassed. Meeting Alston's stare full of killing intention, she summoned her courage to tell him the truth.