The Perfect Comeback of the Fortune's Favorite, the Fake Heir of the Elite Family novel Chapter 17

When I woke up again, I saw Charles Hamilton's contorted face.

A sharp knife pressed against my throat, slowly moving down to unbutton the top two buttons of my shirt.

"So, you really didn't wear the jade pendant."

He looked deranged as he tightened his grip on my neck.

"Peter, you knew all along, didn't you?"

Driven to desperation, Charles Hamilton finally revealed his true colors. I struggled to breathe, tears welling up in my eyes.

"What... what are you talking about?"

He loosened his grip slightly, his voice softening.

"Where's the jade pendant I gave you?"

I lied to calm him down.

"You mean the one from the last dinner? Such a precious gift, of course I kept it safe."

Charles Hamilton's expression gradually relaxed.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I heard him chuckle coldly.

"Don't try to fool me anymore. You obediently wore it for eighteen years before, why would you suddenly keep it now?"

"Forget it, Peter, I don't care if you knew or not. You're not getting out of here alive tonight!"

His sinister tone sent chills down my spine, and I flinched.

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