A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 511

"But you've already lost." Mignon's words made Egbert lose all sense of reason.

She was right. Egbert had been defeated completely.

"... I won't let it go like this. Listen carefully, I won't... just let you go so easily."

After saying this fiercely, Egbert stumbled out of here.

Looking at his awkward back, Mignon did not feel at all sympathetic towards him.

As he made his bed, so he must lie on it. If he was too obstinate to be awakened, he would got what he deserved. Mignon would never sympathize with him.

Sitting in Aneirin's office, Mignon picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. Then she put it down and said, "I didn't expect that the boss of the Voidustries Company was you."

Aneirin raised his eyebrows playfully and said with a smile, "Yes, that is so."

Seeing Aneirin's relaxed face, Mignon said blandly, "Is it you who caused Egbert's company to go bankrupt?"

"Yes. How do you feel? Do you feel relieved? Egbert has no way to turn the table now. He made Cedric become a vegetable. As Cedric's best friend, how can I not deal with him?"

"Aneirin, let me ask you something." After staring at Aneirin for a long time, Mignon pursed her lips faintly and said.

Hearing this, Aneirin raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "What is it? Say it."

"Does Nacho stay with you?" Mignon looked at Aneirin firmly and asked blandly.

Aneirin's heart skipped a beat, but he looked calm on the surface and even looked at Mignon with suspicion. He said in surprise, "What are you talking about? Nacho? Didn't he die? I heard that his body had been found by the police a few days ago. Why do you suddenly ask me if he stays with me?"

"That corpse is not Nacho." Looking at Aneirin, Mignon said with determination.

The corner of Aneirin's mouth twitched. He rubbed the coffee cup in his hand and said with a faint smile, "Why... are you so sure that he is not Nacho?"

"I'm very sure. Aneirin, don't hide it from me. Does Nacho stay with you? With your ability, it's impossible for you to defeat Egbert because he is so cunning. The only possibility is that Nacho is alive and he stays with you."

"It's rude of you to say like this. I'm an elite. Are you suspecting my ability in the business?"

"I don't doubt your professional level, but I know that your major is only in medicine. You don't know about the business at all."

"Mignon, you miss Nacho too much. It's not strange for you to have such a wrong understanding." Aneirin looked at Mignon leisurely, and there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"No... I don't... I really... know that Nacho is alive. He must be alive. Aneirin, can you tell me where he is? Please."

Mignon grabbed Aneirin's hand and begged him with a pale face.

Looking at Mignon like this, Aneirin really wanted to tell her everything, but he pushed away her hand lightly and said with a sigh, "Mignon, don't think too much. I really... didn't see Nacho."

"No... He must be alive. I know he is alive."

Muttering, Mignon left Aneirin's office.

She thought that Nacho must have been with Aneirin and defeated Egbert's company, but Aneirin told him that Nacho was dead. He attacked Egbert's company in order to avenge Cedric.

She didn't believe what he said at all.

Watching Mignon leave in low spirits, Aneirin felt a little worried. Then he said to the small room behind him, "Is this the result you want? Nacho."

"You know how stubborn Mignon is, but you let her know that you're dead. Is this what you want?"

"That's good. She will find her own happiness." Nacho opened the door, and there was a faint grief and sorrow on his face.

He saw Mignon just now. He really wanted to hug her, but he knew that he couldn't show up.

He didn't want Mignon to see what he looked like at the moment. Because he had lost his left arm. He hoped that in Mignon's mind, he would always be the most perfect man.

"Do you mean that her happiness is Alvin? He is a good man, and he fell in love with Mignon a long time ago. I believe that if Mignon marries him, she will be very happy." Aneirin raised his eyebrows slightly. He deliberately raised his voice and said to Nacho lazily with a sneer.

Nacho's cold face turned a little grim.

Looking at him like this, Aneirin rolled his eyes and added, "Mignon is beautiful and smart. I really envy Alvin. When Mignon is lying in Alvin's arms and making love with him, will you be jealous?"

"Aneirin!" Nacho warned Aneirin with his face darkened.

"Anyway, they are going to get married. Isn't it normal for them to sleep together?" Aneirin touched his chin and said to Nacho with a smile.

Nacho gave Aneirin a cold look. He knew very well that Aneirin was deliberately provoking him. However, it was undeniable that his provocation worked. When Nacho thought that Mignon would lie in Alvin's arms and even have sex with him, he felt so bad, as if his heart was nipped by something...

"I can tell that you love Mignon deeply from your expression. Why do you have to do this?" Aneirin got up and walked to Nacho. He patted Nacho on the shoulder and shook his head helplessly.

Nacho glanced at Aneirin with apathy and turned to leave.

Aneirin looked at Nacho's back and touched his chin, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

Nacho still loved Mignon and didn't want to leave her, but why didn't he admit that?

Mignon sat in the garden with the baby in her arms, basking in the sunshine. The baby seemed to like basking in the sunshine. He opened his eyes and giggled.

Hearing his loud laughter, Mignon's eyes were unusually gentle.

"Baby, when will your daddy come back?" She gently touched the baby's tender face and asked.

The baby couldn't understand what she was talking about. He blinked his big eyes, looked at her, and then grinned.

"Mignon, let me take care of the baby." Amelia and Tyrone came over. Seeing that the baby was basking in the sunshine, Amelia said.

Since Mignon was busy with her work recently, Amelia always wanted to do something for her.

Mignon glanced at Amelia and then handed the giggling child in her arms to her.

"Take good care of him. I'll go in and cook with Joanna."

brought Mignon back to reality. She licked her lips and shook her head at Joanna, "No..."

She seemed to have heard Nacho's voice just now. Perhaps, it was just her illusion.

Looking at Mignon who squatted down and picked up the pieces, Joanna felt very disturbed.

She reached out to pick up the pieces and said to Mignon gently, "I'll clean it up. Go to have a good rest."

"Okay." After throwing the pieces into the trash can, Mignon got up and left.

Watching Mignon leave, Joanna's eyes were mournful and doleful.

Since Nacho's body was found, Mignon had been in a bad mental state. She didn't believe that Nacho had died.

However, no matter how she did not believe it, she had to accept the fact. Amelia sat on the sofa in the living room and patted her cheek while watching TV. When she saw Mignon coming out of the kitchen, she immediately stepped forward, hugged her body and asked, "Mignon, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little tired."

"Then sit here first. What do you want to eat? Tell me and I'll get it for you." Amelia looked at Mignon and asked cautiously.

Mignon looked at the TV in front of her, then she suddenly got up and ran toward the door.

"Mignon, what's wrong with you?" Amelia was shocked by Mignon's sudden action. She didn't know what had happened, but when she saw Mignon running out, she knew that something had happened.

"Nacho... come out!" Mignon shouted at the woods not far away from the yard.

Near the house where they lived, there was a large area of flourishing trees.

"Mignon, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Mignon like this, Amelia grabbed her hand uneasily and asked.

"Nacho, come out! Don't hide anymore! Come out!" Without answering Amelia's

question, Mignon growled in the direction of the woods.

Tyrone was playing with the baby, and the baby was very happy. But when Mignon suddenly screamed, the baby's mood was affected. He was scared by her excited look. The baby burst into tears. The loud cry was particularly abrupt in the quiet courtyard.

"Mignon, the baby is scared by you."

Amelia looked at Mignon helplessly and then walked toward Tyrone.

At this time, Alvin came with his bodyguards. He came here to send them some ginseng and bird's nest.

Hearing the poor crying of the baby, Alvin asked with an anxious face, "Why is he crying? Let me hold him."

Although Alvin looked very cold on the surface, he was particularly gentle to the child.

After Tyrone gave the child to Alvin, the baby, who had been crying, actually stopped crying and even grinned at Alvin.