Chapter 1130
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

âOuchâ¦â she groaned, slowly opening her eyes.
As her surroundings came into focus, her pupils constricted in shock. She was in a dilapidated building, looking like an unfinished construction site.
She was tied to a stone pillar.
Memories of what had happened before she lost consciousness started coming back to her.
She had just finished a phone call and was returning to the private room when someone ambushed her with an electric shock!
The pain in her arm had just roused her.
Attempting to turn her head to inspect her arm, the first thing she saw was a gleaming, bloodstained knife and the man beside her. He wore a black baseball cap and a mask.
Belindaâs heart raced, but she forced herself to stay composed.
After a moment, she said coldly, âWho are you?â
The man remained silent, simply reaching up to remove his mask.
As the mask came off, and Belinda saw his face, her expression shifted subtly. It was Rhys Minnaâs father!
Due to Minnaâs actions, the Williamson family had faced attacks from the Thomas, Clark, and Darwin families.
Once a prominent family ranked eighth among the great families, the Williamson family was now teetering on collapse, their business nearly bankrupt.
Rhys had maintained such a low profile that Belinda and her friends had almost forgotten about him.
gⱯð ð0νðð ð.ð°ððº, ð¶ð¸ð¸ððð ð½ððð So, when Belinda found herself kidnapped, her mind raced through suspects like Verena, Kylee, or even Kane.
She had never expected her kidnapper to be Rhys.
Belinda looked at Rhys, her voice icy as she said, âRhys, why have you kidnapped me? What do you want?â
Rhys sneered, his face contorting with malice. âWhat do I want? I want you to suffer!â
His voice rose in fury. âIf not for you, how could my daughter have died? How could my familyâs legacy have been destroyed? Youâre to blame for all of it!â
Belinda kept her composure. âRhys, think about it. Was it really me who caused your familyâs downfall? I was the one targeted by her from the start. Your daughter harassed me, plotted against me, and even tried to have me killed! As for her death, I was just as shocked. It was Macie who killed her, not me. Macie did that because your daughter had someone assault her, disfigure her, and infect her with AIDS! Your daughter did all that. How can you blame me for her death?â
âShut up!â Rhys bellowed, cutting her off. âIf you hadnât seduced the man my daughter loved, none of this would have happened! Itâs all your fault!â
Overcome with rage, Rhys swung the knife again, making another deep cut on Belindaâs arm.
âOuchâ¦â Belinda winced in pain again.
Belinda knew that nothing she said would sway Rhys at this point. Thus, she remained silent, hoping not to provoke him further. The pain from the cuts on her arm was excruciating.
As Belinda contemplated how to save herself, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching. The sound seemed to come from the staircase across from her. Belinda wondered who it could be at such a time.
Then, a tall, strikingly handsome man appeared. For a moment, Belinda was shocked.
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