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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

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Chapter 1089

Chapter 1089

Catelyn's stomach churned when she thought of how much she had relied on him all these years. She really wanted to

throw up.

As he approached, Catelyn grabbed whatever she could reach: the glasses, the lamp... She threw them at Ezekiel. ’Get

out of here. You make me sick."

Ezekiel dodged sideways, and the lamp hit the floor with a crackling sound.

Catelyn held her breath and seized the opportunity to quickly run to the door...

Yet as soon as she ran two steps, her hair was yanked from behind by Ezekiel. It felt like he was going to rip off her entire

scalp.

Catelyn winced in pain, and her voice became a little hoarse.

'I'm here for you, and a lot of people know this. Ezekiel, Grandma and Ceddy wont let you off if anything happens to me."

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Ezekiel pushed Catelyn to the wall, gripped her neck, and said in a shrill voice, "When you’re dead, I'll put you into the

wall. Everyone will just think you ran away from home because you were sad after breaking up with Cedrick. Who will

think you're dead? Cat, just die in peace and say hello to Cedrick when you go to hell..."

"Ow..." Catelyn was grabbed by the neck, and the lack of oxygen made it difficult for her to think.

Her eyeballs bulged out gradually...

She punched Ezekiel's shoulders desperately, trying to push him away.

However, it was useless.

Her struggle was getting weaker and weaker...

She thought about Ezekiel's words about how to kill her.

Was she going to die here?

What about Ceddy? She hadn't said sorry to him and Aunt Janice yet.

"Ezekiel?" Just when Catelyn thought she was going to be strangled by Ezekiel, Stella's voice came from the

stairway, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Stella shouted several times, but no one responded. She murmured a little suspiciously, "Strange. Didn't the maid

say he was upstairs?"

Stella searched the bedroom and the bathroom, but no one was there. She was just about to call Ezekiel when she

saw him walk out of the study and lock the door.

Stella's eyes lit up. She jogged over to him. "Ezekiel, so you're home."

'I was just on the phone with a client. What's up?” Ezekiel stood in front of the study door with his usual gentle smile

on his face.

Stella didn't think much of it. She pulled Ezekiel to the window and pointed to the group of people downstairs. "I

found a group of reporters surrounding our house when I came back home. They said they wanted to interview

you, which caused a lot of neighbors to watch the fun. Do you want to go see what's going on?"

"Okay, I'll deal with it." Ezekiel cast a look at the reporters downstairs and smiled at Stella, "Thank you for taking

care of me these days."

Stella said shyly, "Anything for you, my dear. We're an old married couple."

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"Didn't you say yesterday that your friends had invited you to play cards? Why don't you go play today?"

"But you are still sick..."

"It's okay. The maids will take care of me," Ezekiel replied.

It was true that Stella hadn't played cards for many days, and her friends kept asking her out, so she was tempted.

Meanwhile, inside Ezekiel's study, Catelyn was tied up and stuffed into a cabinet.

She was gagged with thick cotton cloth, so she could only make small and unclear sounds, which could not attract

Stella's attention at all.

Catelyn knew in her heart that Ezekiel had gone crazy. He was no longer the dad she knew.

She had to get out.

It just so happened that she had a small knife in her pocket, so she twisted into a very strange position, shook the knife

out of her pocket, and removed the cotton cloth in her mouth with both knees. Then she bit the knife and cut off the

rope tying her hands and feet slowly...

In the club.

Charles answered a phone call. His expression turned from surprise to worry.