Winner Takes All

Inside the room.

Cissie's miserable cry echoed.

Tears rained down and blurred the makeup.

That made Cissie look extremely embarrassed, and the arrogance she had before disappeared.

That dramatic change, like a violent punch, made her dumbfounded.

In fact, she wasn't the only one to be stunned by that violent punch.

Also Truman was the same.

At that time, Truman was sitting on the chair sluggishly, his face was pale and his eyes were empty.

On the phone, his father's anger reverberated as if the lingering sound was still in his ears.

He could not understand how a phone call could make things become so sudden.

Who...was Jack?

He didn't know, because he had been studying and receiving education in various places since he was a child.

His wealthy family and the love of his parents gave him the possibility to receive an excellent education.

He always had a vague idea of what was going on in his own territory.

Unexpectedly, he was taught such a profound lesson just a few days after he came back.

He was not stupid. If he made his father angry at the point of breaking up in an instant, Jack would be the reason for his father's fear.

But...who was he?

"Truman, we, we..."

Cissie was trembling and she looked pitifully at Truman with a sad face, her trembling crying made her not say everything, or make some intentional pauses. Truman was her only support!

He supported her to rise above Quinn Family's mediocre people and reach a high position.

Since her childhood, she and her parents had suffered a poor regard in the Quinn Family. That was the Quinn Family, which took advantage of others' misfortune. Such a life was very depressing. Must know, even Yael and Amelia Quinn, who had a closer blood relationship, had suffered through the pains of hell in the Quinn Family.

It was precisely when she had met Truman that she saw the opportunity to rise above the others and become a powerful person.

The oppressive and mediocre life in the Quinn Family also created a drastic change in her mood after she established a relationship with Truman.

Without him, Cissie would undoubtedly fall into the hell instantly.

People lost their arms will turn disabled, this was just like her current situation.

"I want to break up!"

There was reluctance in Truman's eyes, but his words were so resolute that there was no room for maneuver.

He was not stupid, even if he didn't understand the truth in the phone call.

Anyway, he still noticed some clues from his father's tone.

That time...it was really a tough situation!

No, it was a terrible situation.

Otherwise, his father, who never said anything hard to him, would never be so angry.

"Truman..."

In an instant, Cissie became extremely pitiful and, swaying her delicate body, walked vainly in front of Truman.

Suddenly, she softened and collapsed directly into Truman's arms.

However, Truman's expression changed greatly, as if he got an electric shock, he raised his hand and pushed Cissie out.

That push was very hard.

He coldly pushed her back a few steps, and she fell directly to the ground.

In an instant, Cissie was completely stunned.

She didn't expect Truman to be so unfeeling.

Looking dumbfounded at Truman, she couldn't notice his previous expression. At that moment, Truman looked at her as she was a monster.

"Truman... why are you so unfeeling? Do I look like a monster or a beast to you?"

That was a heart-wrenching question.

Truman had mixed and tangled feelings.

He raised the hand and scratched his hair fiercely, then he lowered his head and stopped looking at Cissie.

Instead, he said irritably, "Don't bother me, you don't know how serious things are now!"

"I don't bother you? Yes, you broke up with me, I really shouldn't bother you."

With her eyes filled with tears, she stood up with an expression of despair, and walked to the chair on the other side as if she had lost her soul. As she walked, she whispered softly, "I really don't know how serious things are now, but no matter how serious they are, it can't be worse than you break up with me. I was ready to spend the rest of my life with you, I even thought about the name of our future child, you say...this matter is more serious, right?"

Her sad and desperate words slammed into Truman's heart like a sharp knife.

He had even more mixed and complicated feelings.

On one side, there was Cissie, who couldn't let go, on the other side, there was his furious father.

Which one should he choose?

Truman slightly raised his head and looked at Cissie, who was desperate as if she had lost her soul.

Suddenly, there was a great throb in his heart.

Truman took a deep breath, his eyes were resolute, and he had a wishful thinking, "It's okay, Cissie. When my father comes, there must be a chance. I will beg him, he loves me so much, and he will definitely accept you and me to be together."

Hearing those words, Cissie's tearful eyes suddenly flashed a hint of joy.

It was just a fleeting moment of joy.

She was indeed a mediocre member of the Quinn Family.

However, because of her parents 'relations, she got into X City's local entertainment circle.

In the entertainment circle, good and bad people mixed up, and in that place, her mind already surpassed her peers. Moreover, she understood perfectly how to better hold the mind of a man.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She would hold on Truman, as long as he didn't give up on her.

Like that, she must be fine!

Even if she was expelled from the Quinn Family, she will be the daughter in law of the Russell family in the future. Her status in the Quinn Family, if compared to such a privilege, was not even more than a muddy garbage.

A second later.

Cissie spread out her hands, feeling extremely wronged, and said softy, "So... can you hug me now?"

"Okay!"

Truman still had a wishful thinking, as long as there was the possibility, he would never give up Cissie. When his father would be there, for the sake of his love for his son, he would give him a chance.

Just when the two were cuddling in the room.

Outside.

Morrison Quinn, who never left, sneered and shook his head.

He stepped into the pavilion far away, sat down, and looked at the room where Truman and Cissie were imprisoned with a cold expression.

"Up to now, there is still the hope for a fluke, but when Sampson will arrive, I don't know if you could bear the consequences of such a big change."

In his opinion, the fact that Sampson would personally come there would not bring any uncertainties, everything had already been decided.

Morrison no longer looked at the closed door, but he stared at the courtyard gate with a solemn expression.

Gradually, his face revealed a trace of fear.

The reason why he never left since Truman and Cissie were imprisoned, but he stayed there like a servant, was that he just wanted to make a show of it in order to seek Jack's kindness towards him. People should bow when they have no choice..

Even Morrison, in that farce, will try his best to pick himself out.

No one in the whole family dissuaded Truman and Cissie, and Jack could definitely guess the reason.

Now it was the time to be more honest, and wait for Jack to be less furious.

At that moment, a servant hurried into the courtyard.

"Attention! The richest man in Sunam, Mr.Sampson Russell is here!"

That noisy voice made Morrison's body shake suddenly and he looked very dignified.

His heartbeats started to accelerate unconsciously...☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐