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Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 186
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Chapter 186: Chapter 186 Secret Photo

Daisy Ginger was slightly taken aback, vaguely aware of something, and she asked, "lan Linton, what exactly

have you done?"

Just a simple kidnapping, why would he say such things?

Moreover, she had even decided not to press charges against him.

She intuitively felt that lan Linton had done something else behind her back.

And whatever it was, it made it impossible for him to return to normal society.

lan Linton just smiled gently and elegantly, not explaining her question. He wore gloves and took the lobster

meat out to place it on her plate, watching her as she used a dinner knife to eat, while he didn’t take a single

bite.

Sometimes as Daisy looked up at him, she could feel lan Linton’s gaze resting on her body. His expression was a

mixture of satisfaction and longing, purely joyful and happy, which left Daisy feeling complicated.

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It was only after she finished eating that lan Linton got up to clear the table.

He said with satisfaction, "Over the years, | don’t know how many meals I've prepared for you, and today, you

finally got to taste it yourself."

Daisy said, "If you just sendback, | can pretend that nothing happened."

She hinted to him that he still had a chance to stop.

If caught by the police and prosecuted by the court, the rest would be out of her hands.

lan Linton smiled silently, finished tidying up the dining table, and then wheeled her upstairs.

Daisy returned to the room she had woken up in not long ago.

Beige curtains, ash-grey floor, a simple and elegant personal style—this was the only place in the villa that

reflected lan Linton’s personal taste.

He leaned down and gently lifted her onto the bed.

As soon as Daisy hit the bed, she immediately shrank into the corner.

lan Linton didn’t mind, gave her a smile, walked over, and turned on the huge projection screen.

The room dimmed, and slowly, photos emerged from the screen. Daisy glanced at them and was slightly

stunned.

It was a photo of her running on the school track in middle school.

That was over ten years ago. In the photo, she was still so young. Back then, Gabriel Ginger hadn't divorced

Alice Lesser, and Abigail Perry and Emily Ginger hadn't appeared yet; the harmony of the family was still visible

on her face. On the screen, the girl was vivid and bright, her smile blossoming like a flower.

Daisy furrowed her brows. She didn’t recall ever taking such photos.

It could only be that...

lan Linton fiddled with the projector and gently spoke from the side, "I was part of the school newspaper club in

middle school. | used to only take photos of flowers, birds, and trees. You were the first person | ever

photographed."

He didn’t even remember how he raised his phone to capture her.

It must have been during the school sports day relay race; he walked by the road with a camera in a daze. When

his gaze touched the vibrant young girl, he was captivated.

Back home, while sorting the photos, he discovered this portrait and only then realized he had unwittingly

photographed Daisy.

And then...

Daisy frowned, looking at the photos on the screen for a while, and finally, unable to bear it anymore, she cried

out hoarsely, "Enough! lan Linton, what on earth do you want!!"

The photos spanned from middle school to high school, and even included candid shots of her at work. Just the

thought of being unknowingly photographed so many times in her life made Daisy feel nauseous and creeped

out,

Why had he taken so many secret photos of her and deliberately shown them to her? What was his intention?

Was he showing off?

Was he boasting about how successfully he manipulated her without her knowing?