Chapter 649: Before One Wave Subsides, Another Rises

Mary Scott faced David Locke's disdainful tone, her whole body trembling with anger. "Stop dreaming. I won't sign."

"Oh, selling to others or selling to me, it's all the same. I advise you to think it over." David Locke looked at Moll Scott, or rather, Mary Scott now, his eyes hiding tumultuous emotions, his face cold and ruthless.

The former betrayal felt like a thorn lodged in his heart, impossible to remove. He thought the wound had healed long ago, but upon seeing this woman again after so many years, he discovered the wounds hadn't healed at all. They had festered under the skin, ready to burst at a touch.

Over the years, he drifted among flowers, but only in body, never in heart. That was because he had no heart.

He had once offered a whole heart devoutly to this woman, only for it to be trampled to pieces.

Therefore, he had no heart anymore.