All Chapters of The Choices We Made: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Before Channing could finish, Octavius slapped him on the face. "Enough! Are you trying to ruin the Lane family?!" The officials who he greeted earlier were all top governmental officers in the region. If they believed that Octavius's grandson had embarrassed the McQueen heiress in public like this intentionally… Octavius could not imagine the consequences. Channing froze. Octavius immediately ordered people to carry Mabel away. Mabel's body and feet had been restrained to prevent her from hurting people when she lost control. She could only be pushed away helplessly while calling out her son's childhood nickname. Octavius stared at Channing with a grave expression. "Hurry up and get changed. Sydney prepared your clothes long ago." Channing went, feeling dead inside. Octavius had never lost his temper like that. Channing had not expected the Lane family to fear the McQueen family's influence this much either. He really had crossed over the line. But… His goal had simp

The footage was absurd to the extreme. Channing's absence from the engagement was no reason for Sydney to invite several men to indulge herself on the day of the engagement, while wearing her dress meant for the engagement no less. Claire panicked too. She wanted to help Sydney, but she was also afraid Sydney would lose her temper. She was partly responsible for this, so after a brief hesitation, Claire decided to run. She wanted to slip out of the banquet hall while no one was paying attention. At the same time, Claire called her assistant. "Book me the earliest flight to Simasa..." Suddenly, a pair of silver handcuffs snapped around her wrists. Claire's phone fell to the floor with a smack. She was so scared she cried. "Officer, why are you cuffing me?" Three police officers arrived and happened to run into Claire. They had already received confessions from several wealthy young men, who all said Claire had lured them into having relations with Channing's fiancee, Sydney.

Ever since Channing fought with Evan at the hospital last time, he had stayed in his home after being removed from his position. He was alone there. He had been thinking carefully about one question. What exactly was love? Evan told him that he did not understand love at all. Indeed, Channing could admit that he truly did not understand, but what he could confirm was that he really liked Samantha. He liked her appearance, her character, her professional ability, and the way she managed a home. He liked all of it. He was biologically attracted to Samantha. As long as he saw her, he wanted to be intimate with her. In the past, he had thought that was only because she would agree and cooperate unconditionally. But when Sydney showed that she wanted to be intimate with him at every moment, he felt no desire at all. Only then did he truly realize that the impulse he felt had not existed because Samantha was willing. Even if she was unwilling, he wanted to make her willing, b

"The one you asked me to come see." The middle-aged man paused before adding, "A video was played at the wedding. Her condition at the time wasn't quite right. From where I watched, it didn't look like something she could have done while conscious." There was another round of silence, this time longer than before. The pendulum sounded seven or eight times more before the other side spoke again. The old man's voice was a little heavier than before, as if it held a thin layer of anger despite the steady tone. "Find out what had happened. You know what to do." "Understood." The middle-aged man hung up. He finally walked out of the banquet hall. The night wind blew in from the alley behind the hotel. He gathered the collar of his jacket and got into the car with Central City plates. The engine started, and the car melted into the night. At the same time, thousands of miles away in Central City, an old table lamp was still lit in the east wing of an estate built in the class

Sydney wiped her tears with the back of her hand and straightened up, looking through the car window at the city's gradually brightening skyline. In Harbor City, everyone who had ever ruined her and owed her would not be spared. Samantha, those wealthy scions, the McQueen family, the Lane family, and the hacker hiding in the dark and manipulating everything. One by one, Sydney would hunt them down. She had just dragged her life back from hell. From now on, anyone who wanted to touch her had better first consider whether they had enough power. The car carried Sydney smoothly onto the main road toward Channing's manor. Sydney did not know what Channing thought of her after watching those videos. She did not care, either. She only knew that starting today, she was no longer the Sydney who had no backing and could be controlled by anyone. As long as she used his backer well, she could kill without staining her hands. She wanted Samantha dead. In the distance, a pale line of