Chapter 632

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Casey was an innocent, kind-hearted and compassionate young woman.

He treated Davey like a protective older brother and didn't hesitate to share everything with him.

Casey had no idea that Davey's feelings towards her had already changed.

It was Hutton who first noticed something was wrong with the way Davey was looking at Casey. But he kept it to himself. He simply transferred Davey to the company's security department without any explanation.

Davey didn't complain. He limited himself to hiding his true feelings and working tirelessly for the company.

Then an “unexpected” tragedy occurred. Casey's parents died in a car accident, leaving an eighteen-year-old Casey temporarily blind due to excessive grief.

At that point, Davey returned to Casey's side as her personal bodyguard. Aside from that, he also became her steadfast guardian and the silent protector of her family's legacy.

As the years passed, the bond between Casey and Davey grew deeper and stronger. Before they knew it, they were already intimate.

But the time came when Casey discovered a sinister secret that completely changed her view of Davey. This incident ignited a fierce rivalry between them. From being allies, they became against each other.

Davey took advantage of Casey's visual impairment to confine her to his family's mansion.

But Casey found an opportunity to escape. He fled and disappeared into the night, without a trace.

Casey didn't reappear until a few years later. She had married Landen Foster and was living abroad, having given birth to a boy and a girl.

Meanwhile, Davey had been tracked down by the Glyn family, accumulating a lot of influence.

But Casey was unaware of Davey's existence. To her, he was nothing more than a ghost from the past.

As these memories passed through Davey's mind, he came back to reality. The dim light from the nightstand illuminated Casey's pale face.

Davey looked at her with a frightening coldness in his eyes. Why had Casey's memories been frozen when she was only eighteen? At that time, his parents had not yet died and he had not claimed her as his.

Davey couldn't believe that Casey couldn't remember anything anymore. Could it be that Casey was just pretending? Thinking of that, Davey subconsciously clenched his fists tightly. He hoped Casey wouldn't let him down again. After all, he didn't want to hurt her like in the past.

Davey stared at Casey for a while before getting up and leaving the room. His footsteps faded into the distance.

A few moments later, Casey's eyelids fluttered and she slowly opened her eyes.

Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, tears flowed from her beautiful eyes and fell one after another like pearls. He clutched the quilt tightly.

Casey wanted to curse Davey. He was a scoundrel.

Since she couldn't beat him for now, she had to be cautious. He couldn't show weakness now.

Whatever happened, he had to find a way to escape from it. He had to find his daughter and take revenge for the son he had lost. Casey would never give up until she achieved her goal.

The next day, Janey woke up early. He jumped out of bed with a grin from ear to ear. He exclaimed, "Daddy is coming to pick us up!"

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