Chapter 833
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

âLook into Holley.â
Gordon blinked, caught off guard for a moment, and then nodded quickly.
âUnderstood.â
Belindaâs expression grew conflicted.
After a brief pause, Lucas shifted the topic and asked Belinda, âDo you want to see Minna?â
Upon hearing this, Belinda didnât hesitate. She nodded firmly.
âYes.â
âIâll have someone take you there,â Lucas said.
Belinda raised an eyebrow.
âRight now? But youââ
Lucas interjected, his tone calm, âDonât worry about me. Iâm fine now. Besides, Iâve got some work matters to discuss with Gordon.â
Belinda didnât say anything more, simply gazing at him.
Lucas gave her a reassuring look.
After a brief pause, he said, âItâs up to you how you want to handle Minna.â
Silence hung between them for a moment before Belinda gave a slight nod.
There were indeed things she needed to say to Minna.
Minna was confined in a dilapidated rental house.
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Tied to a chair, Minna looked like a mess. Her face was bruised and swollen, and parts of her body bore red, painful marks.
She was a pitiful sight.
When her eyes landed on Belinda, they widened, filled with hatred. Her expression quickly twisted into a furious snarl.
Belinda stepped closer, stopping in front of her.
âAre you disappointed to see me standing here, safe and sound?â
âShut up, you bitch! You wonât be lucky forever! Just wait, youâll get whatâs coming to you! Youââ
Before Minna could finish speaking, Belinda raised her hand and slapped her across the face.
The sound of the slap echoed sharply through the room.
Minnaâs head snapped to the side from the force.
âGo ahead, keep cursing. Iâm listening,â Belinda said casually, crossing her arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
Minnaâs mouth opened again.
âBitch! You should die! Youââ
Another resounding slap landed on Minnaâs face.
This time, the impact left her ear ringing.
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