My Ex Forced Me to Be A Scapegoat
“Max, if you come back and work for us, we can arrange plastic surgery for you and treat your disabled leg.
“Weylon is preparing to get the company publicly listed, and he can’t do it alone. You’re still capable, aren’t you?”
The fake smile on my face froze instantly.
I thought Kelsey had come to me out of guilt, but it turned out she was after what little value I had left.
Their hands were stained with the blood of the village chief, the villagers, and my blood. They wanted me back just to drain every last drop from me.
“Forget it. I can’t afford to take your money!” I spat coldly.
Then, I turned around and walked away.
Kelsey suddenly grabbed my arm. “Max, I-I really want to help you.