The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 582 - 561: New Grudges and Old Hatreds, Let’s Settle Them All Together!

Chapter 582: Chapter 561: New Grudges and Old Hatreds, Let’s Settle Them All Together!

Don’t blame him for being ruthless then. The scene of his little sister Bella Gordon being held aloft by a man, struggling in the air, and her fearless voice that cost him his breath kept repeating in Michael’s mind.

Michael Gordon’s fists clenched inch by inch until the clear sound of his bones could be heard. He then composed himself and said, "Give me Harvey Dunn, and I’ll find Amanda Foster for you, no matter where she has escaped to!"

"Okay!"

Harvey Dunn had already been taken away by Oliver’s men, but Amanda Foster was only punished slightly without being deprived of her freedom. She was cruel, but up to now, she had done nothing to cross his bottom line.

He didn’t expect that instead of being grateful for the chance of survival that he had offered her, she would do something like this!

Well then, he couldn’t be blamed for disregarding their past this time, let’s settle the new grudge and old hatred together!

In the midst of the conversation, an email notification sounded on Oliver’s phone. This time there was no attachment, but a simple message: You have watched the video, think about my terms, otherwise, if this video can reach you, it certainly can reach everyone else!"

"You can try?"

Without thinking, Oliver replied. Threats were something he could never tolerate!

If she dared to spread this video, he would carve her up himself. Just thinking about that frightened woman made Oliver’s heart ache. His woman had been affected because of him.

A piece of his heart sank.

"Try me!"

The sound from his email chimed again, and the message matched the woman’s brazen attitude. The message read, "You’ve got a day to consider. By this time tomorrow, we’ll see if I dare to do this. Since you didn’t leave me a way out, there’s no need for me to spare you either!"

Three seconds later, another email. The simple message read: "I wonder if everyone would still call Mrs. Thompson their dream lover when they see her stripped naked in front of a man. But I bet they’re more interested in what happened after the video ended. They surely want to know what it’s like when the noble Julia Harrison serves a man other than her husband!"

After that, Amanda Foster stopped sending emails, and Oliver did not reply.

Silently, he sat stunned on the sofa, his gaze a bit vacant, seemingly lost in thought.

"Michael, can you control the media outside of Andras City?"

After a long time, Oliver spoke in a dazed tone, asked Michael, then muttered to himself, "This time, I won’t back down again!"

Each time he backed down, the woman retaliated worse than before. In the end, she had brought a devastating disaster upon his woman. He did not dare to imagine what might have transpired if they had arrived a little later that time.

"With some time and effort, it shouldn’t be a big issue!"

In Andras City, it goes without saying that controlling the media wouldn’t be an issue. Outside this range, it would be a bit of a challenge, but not much of a problem.

"Alright, I’ll leave Harvey Dunn to you. Once you’re done with him, return him to me!"

As he spoke, Oliver stood up slowly, then went into the bedroom without a word. When Julia and Ivy returned from the garden, noticing the man was no longer on the sofa, they grew anxious. After asking the servant and learning Oliver had gone to rest in the bedroom, they finally relaxed a bit, though the unease lingered.

The images from the video kept replaying in Julia’s mind. She could not imagine Oliver, a man with such strong self-esteem, seeing his woman being humiliated by another man and even stripping herself in front of everyone and pleading to sleep with him.

Just thinking about it sent chills down Julia’s spine. She felt utterly terrified and instinctively pushed open the door to Oliver’s room, only to find it locked from the inside.

"Oliver!"

Now she was genuinely frightened. She called him and knocked harder. "Oliver, what’s the matter? Open the door, please!"

The man inside seemed unresponsive. Oliver lay on his bed, staring gloomily at his phone. The video he’d downloaded had been deleted by Julia, but Amanda’s email was still there and could be downloaded again. He needed to engrave this scene deep in his heart and bloodstream.

Oliver was startled awake by the knocking on the door and quickly closed the video on his phone. He pretended to be asleep as he heard someone open the door with a key.

When the door was opened, he heard a sigh of relief from the woman. Then her actions became softer: from closing the door to the sound of her footsteps as she approached, until finally, she stopped beside his bed.

As soon as Julia entered, she saw Oliver lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He looked somewhat pale, but at least he was sleeping peacefully, which eased her concern. Unconsciously, she lightened her movements, and then quietly came to the bedside where she crouched down. Her clear eyes were attracted to his pale and quiet face. She touched his cheek with trembling hands; from the pronounced contour of his face to his exquisite features.

A lump seemed to form in Julia’s throat, making her breath feel heavy. "I’m sorry, Oliver. I caused you trouble!" she uttered, her voice trembling.

If it hadn’t been for her, he probably wouldn’t have suffered so much. At least, he could have sought revenge without hesitation, instead of being tortured for many years, and almost losing his life for a blood diamond. She always thought that she was the one who loved him most, who sacrificed the most. But today, she realized that she was the one who owed him.