By admin No Mercy, No Forgiveness Novel Ch 53
sion coiled within Maureen. Her hands clenched tightly at her sides, fingertips slowly digging into her palms.
Geoffrey noticed her expression, a cruel curve forming at the corner of his mouth as he spoke unhurriedly:
“Didn’t you claim to have intermittent amnesia, forgetting people and things?”
“Then do you remember this place?”
His gaze pointed toward the distance where the Ramirez headquarters once stood. But now when Maureen looked, only desolation remained.
The once towering Ramirez Tower had been demolished…
Maureen’s pupils constricted sharply.
Her clenched fist dug fingernails deep into her palm, drawing blood.
During her years abroad, Gareth and Zoe had deliberately shielded her from domestic affairs.
Only after returning did she learn Geoffrey had acquired the Ramirez – but never imagined he’d raze it to the ground.
Maureen’s throat clogged as if stuffed with cotton, silencing her words.
Geoffrey stopped the car, observing her devastated appearance, now utterly convinced of her feigned amnesia.
A frigid smile twisted his lips, madness flickering in his eyes: “Seems you don’t recall this either.”
“Let me enlighten you: This land held your grandfather and father’s life work the original Ramirez headquarters.”
“Now leveled by my hand.”
To destroy a person, you must first crush their spirit. True heartlessness might look like this.
Maureen pressed her lips tight, no longer feeling the sting in her palms.
The Ramirez had once been in her brother Adrian’s hands, bleeding money but still existing.
Now, the last keepsake from her father was gone.
Maureen knew Geoffrey did all this to punish her.
Staring at the barren land, her throat ached, tears threatening to fall:
“Survival of the fittest. You’re the CEO of Sutton Group. Your word is law.”
She didn’t notice her own voice had gone hoarse.
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Geoffrey hadn’t expected Maureen to still deny her amnesia at this point.
He’d thought she’d confront him, weep, rage after seeing this devastation. Instead–nothing.
Her eyes had once sparkled when looking at him, not this lifeless sea of calm.
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A dull ache spread through Geoffrey’s chest as his fingers gripped her chin: “Even you were sold to me by the Ramirez Family!
You think amnesia erases everything?”
“You’re alive. Don’t dream of marrying anyone else!”
His eyes reddened at the corners, all reason abandoned.
Maureen’s pale lips parted: “But my memories hold no trace of you.”
“The wife you wanted is dead!”
Her words finally shattered Geoffrey’s control.
“If you’ve forgotten, then remember!
If you’re dead, come back to life!”
Saying this, Geoffrey lunged at Maureen like a madman, ignoring her struggles.
“Geoffrey, what are you doing? Let me go now or I’ll report you for kidnapping!”
Geoffrey paid no attention, tearing open her collar.
“Forgotten me, have you?
Let me refresh your memory!”
He viciously bit down on her crimson lips.
“Mmph! Geof- mmph…”
Suddenly, an urgent phone rang.
It was Heather calling.
Only then did Geoffrey release her to answer.
“Geoff, are you coming?
Hurry, everyone’s waiting!”
Tonight, Geoffrey’s parents had arranged a Memorial Day Weekend banquet at Prime Banquet Hall, inviting numer- ous socialites.
Seizing her chance, Maureen flung the car door open.
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“Mr. Sutton, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back.”
Fearing Geoffrey might escalate, she fled the scene.
Still on the phone, Geoffrey watched her retreating figure, eyes reddening as her words echoed.
Maureen, unless he died, she could never escape!
Meanwhile at Prime Banquet Hall.
Jacob stood at the entrance wearing a baseball cap and mask.
Jacob looked at the luxurious Bugatti parked at the entrance of the Banquet Hall.
After Sean got out of the car.
Jacob’s bright eyes were covered with a layer of coldness; he was practically a mini version of Geoffrey.
“If you dare bully my mommy, don’t blame me.”
After Sean entered the Banquet Hall, Jacob followed.
A server stopped him and asked gently, “Little friend, you can’t come here to play.”
Jacob looked up at her and called out softly, “Sister, I came with my dad. He’s inside.”
Upon hearing this and seeing Little Bun’s expensive clothes, the server didn’t doubt his words.
“Shall I take you to find your dad?”
When the server reached out to take Jacob’s hand, he quietly dodged: “No need, thank you, sister.”
With that, he trotted inside.
The server felt somewhat disappointed, but gazing at such an adorable child, she couldn’t help sighing.
“There are so many naughty kids, but ones as polite and well–off as him are getting rarer.”
Not long after Jacob left, Geoffrey also arrived.
Sean had no appetite today.
After learning about Sean’s morning activities, Albert specifically summoned him to the Banquet Hall–ostensibly for dinner, but really to mingle with other young ladies at the event.