Chapter 163:

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“I’m sorry, Milla, I hurt you,” Afonso said, patting her hair, like a dog owner who had lost his puppy.

Kamilla’s tears dried up just by looking into Afonso’s eyes.

“His eyes have changed. He always looked at me with hatred in his eyes. But it’s different now,” Kamilla thought.

“Milla, I will take you with me, okay?”

“Have you forgiven me? My father killed your parents and little sister.”

“Can you really forget that? When you see me, aren’t you reminded of that?” Kamilla asked, her voice tinged with depression.

“Milla, let’s forget everything. Leave it in the past. I’ll do everything to make you happy,” Afonso promised.

“No, I can’t! Danielle sent me this to make me realize that we aren’t fit for each other. I can’t bear the fact that my biological father destroyed your family. No, I can’t,” Kamilla said.

“Milla, forget about Danielle. She is nothing to me. She can’t stop us from being together. I decided to grow with you, and I will do it,” Afonso promised.

“Afonso, can you help Sarah? She is the daughter of the…”

“Driver sent to jail in my father’s stead. She also hated me all her life, so don’t hold her accountable for this,” she asked with pleading eyes, knowing that Afonso wouldn’t let her go unpunished.

“You are different from your father,” Afonso replied.

“I was angry at that time, and that’s why I blamed you. But it wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry, Kamilla,” he said.

“I forgive you for pushing me down the stairs and causing me to lose my ability to speak. Now, forgive me for touching your brakes,” Kamilla said with a smile.

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“I forgave you a long time ago, but I’m angry that I saved your life multiple times, but you didn’t save mine,” Afonso said. Kamilla sealed his lips with a kiss. They kissed for so long, and tears began dripping from Kamilla’s eyes.

The next morning, Afonso and Kamilla left the hotel and headed to the company for the conference.

When they arrived at the hall, Lala was staring at them, a smile filling her face.

“We made a bet here, and you failed to fulfill it,” Martinez Jr. said.

“Mr. Martinez, how certain are you that I failed?” Kamilla asked.

“Everyone who went to the project revealing event can testify that nobody won. So what do you mean?” one of the board members said.

“Kamilla, transfer your shares and leave this company!” Martinez Jr. demanded.

“Hmm, be patient, Mr. Martinez,” Kamilla said, looking at the door as if expecting someone.

“Look at her calling her father Mr. Martinez. She has no respect,” one of them remarked.

“Kamilla, just leave. You know no one likes you or even wants you here,” another board member added.

“I also don’t mind walking you out of here. After all, you’re the smallest shareholder here,” Lala said.

“You…” Lala pointed at Afonso, but Martinez Jr. held her hand.

“Don’t worry, Lala. They are just scared to admit their loss,” Martinez Jr. said.

Just then, Alexa rushed in, a huge smile on her face. She handed over a file to Kamilla.

“Share it with them,” Kamilla said.

Alexa shared the file with everyone.

“This is impossible! The stamp must be fake. Why would the hotel give you the contract?”

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