"You were there at that ti too?" Simon Hale was stunned.
But after the shock, he beca hysterical: "Since you were there, why didn’t you tell it was Rhonda? If I had known it was Rhonda back then, I wouldn’t have acted even if it killed ."
Overco with emotion, Simon even grabbed the young man’s collar at one point.
"You’re as much a butcher as I am, you know? I will sue you, make you rot in jail too."
However, at this mont, the young man easily pried off Simon’s hands gripping his collar.
"Simon, look at who I am, then think about why I didn’t save her."
The young man’s voice had a hint of cynicism, but the coldness was more dominant.
Prompted by him, Simon finally wiped the tears from his eyes and carefully examined the young man.
He was very handso, not inferior to a celebrity on TV.
The key was that in his features, Simon seed to see another person...
"Francis Monroe? Are you Francis Monroe?"
Simon thought he was facing a restless spirit, too scared to even continue crying, just repeatedly stepping back.
"That was my father! Persecuted by you and your father, disgraced, and finally died tragically in prison."
Hearing his father’s na again from Simon’s mouth, Liam Monroe felt a bitter sting at the tip of his nose.
"You’re Liam Monroe!" Simon’s eyes widened.
"Yes! I am Liam Monroe, the only bloodline Francis Monroe left in this world. I could have had a happy childhood, could have grown up joyfully like other children, accompanied by my parents."
Liam slowly approached Simon, accusing Simon and the deceased Samuel Hale of their cris.
"It was you and your father, using despicable and vile ans, who ruined my father’s reputation, leading to his tragic death in prison, taking away my mother, humiliating her so much that she couldn’t face the world, and eventually chose to take her own life."
"But even to this extent, you and your father still wouldn’t let our Monroe Family go, repeatedly trying to harm . Finally, my grandfather had no choice but to take away, far from ho..."
Every word of accusation was filled with endless blood and tears.
Simon seed unable to bear it anymore and fell to the ground.
Liam no longer advanced, only looked down and questioned him: "Do you think, with such a deep-seated hatred between us, I would remind you that you were killing your own daughter?"
Simon opened his mouth, but couldn’t make any sound.
Indeed, the Monroe Family was shattered by them, with such irreconcilable hatred, it was already good enough not to stab both him and his daughter to death directly.
Expecting him to remind them?
That’s simply dreaming.
But Simon thought about it, in this feud, actually their Hale Family was the ultimate loser.
After all, the Monroe Family still had Liam Monroe’s bloodline left, while their Hale Family hadn’t even left that last root.
But who could they bla?
If it hadn’t been for the malicious intentions of the Hale Family in the first place, none of this would have happened.
It’s a pity this realization ca too late.
Now the daughter was gone, and so was all hope.
"You can kill to avenge your parents."
With Rhonda gone, Simon had no desire to continue a lonely existence in this world.
But after waiting for a long ti, there was no movent from Liam.
"Why don’t you act? Kill , then you can avenge your parents, and it can comfort Monroe’s spirit in heaven!"
He shouted, hoping for a swift end.
"Soiling my hands with the likes of you is not worth it."
At that mont, Liam truly understood July Quinn’s painstaking efforts.
Therefore, she took out the pill July Quinn gave him before going to prison today, and swiftly, accurately shoved it into Simon’s mouth...
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