Crazy Heiress and Her Obsessive Prosecutor

r. My fingers barely registered the chill in my

or air. "S-Sir... I love your d-daughter..." He desp

p on Anthony. "You think I care about that, youn

pillar, my vision blurred with impending tea

meet Anthony, but I hadn't exp

the one taken aback. I didn't know the extent of the feud between my Dad and Anthony's father, but

yzed me. I knew he was ruthless; I had seen how he tr

h

ght out Anthony and upon seeing him and knowing who his father

t was wha

ned as I looked at Dad. Anthony laid mot

he d

could

wasn't h

y still on the ground, not even a tw

ted the possibility of his death. My gaz

d my chest tightened in denial. No. How cou

he stood upright. I pressed myself harder against the wall. I didn't wa

d and leaned against the wall. I looked up at the sk

Anthony under the dense grass at the edge. I couldn't bear to take that gift back

ho killed Anthony, yet my body continued to shake. Perhaps it was shock, or some

I looked at his face. He seemed to be peacefully sleeping.

t my

se of me? Did he know that I loved my father and didn't want to los

my voice choking with

a handsome and promising young man. Many girls admired

htly. My muscles went c

justice for you, but he's my father... he's all I have ri

t I loved him when I coul

hrew my head back, laughing bitte

student was I? I was a

, standing up. I took a deep breath and, in a daze

someone bumped into me, causing me

Jenica running towards me, he

thony is dead!