President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 870 Betrayal

The man just stared at him, but said nothing.

Felix sneered.

Seeing this, Ford took his whip and hit him with it. “Mr. Bissel is asking you a question, didn't you hear?

Answer him!”

The man screamed again, but when the cry passed, his eyes were the same as those of hatred, and he

spat a mouthful of blood at Felix with a “pooh.”

Queeny was shocked.

He really was a tough guy.

“It doesn't matter if you don’t answer,” said Felix casually. “If I want to know, I can always find a way.”

His eyes drooped slightly. “I remember you came to me when you were thirteen, right?”

Still he did not speak.

Felix continued, “Your family was bullied by some local officials that year. Your sister died tragically,

your mother became seriously ill, and you had no money to buy medicine or send her to the hospital.

So you went underground to fight at a young age, trying to save your mother with your skills.”

“I found you by accident, saved you when you were being beaten to death, and I gave you money to

treat your mother, let you got trained so you wouldn’t get shot.”

“I gave you a job when you were desperate so that you can live well. So I really can’t figure out why

you would betray me.”

He said, fixing his eyes on him.

The man, who had been looked at for a moment, suddenly burst into silly laughter.

The laughter, like a serpent climbing up from the back with its tongue hanging out, was particularly

repugnant.

Queeny frowned, feeling even more disgusted with the person before her.

She knew that Felix had handpicked most of the people around him.

He picked them, he trained them, and they became warriors loyal only to him.

There was no way a guy like that would betray him.

So why?

She was also very curious.

And then the man laughed and said, “Give me a job? Give me money? Well… Yes, you did. But didn't

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as if you gave it to us. Why?”

As he spoke, not only Queeny but also Felix and Ford frowned.

Felix croaks, “So you went over to them and planted a bomb in my room?”

The man sneered, “Yes, I took refuge with them, because they not only promised to give me money,

but also promised to give me a position above thousands of people.”

“Everyone thinks you saved our lives. Because of you, we have a lot of money and a big house to live

in, and it’s like we can’t live better.”

“But who knows we’re worse off than dogs. We go first in danger. We sell our lives, and you own most

of the money. Why?”

“Because you were born as a Bissel? Well... I don't fucking agree!”

His anger seemed to grow, and his face grew grim as he spoke.

Felix’s face was expressionless.

“Do you think I don't know that if we even think of betraying, you will dispose of us in secret?” he raged.

“Why? Just because we were your closest men, we knew too much about your plans and secrets, we

couldn't leave. We must stay with you forever, die here of old age or in battle!”

“But why? Why should I have to live my life for someone else? You only saved my life once, and I think

I've done my best to protect you all these years, and I've already paid you what I owe you, so why

should I bet my life on this?”

“I couldn't be reconciled, so when they came to me, I said yes, aha, is that a surprise? Surely not!”

“After all, I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks like this. You think killing me will make you safe?

Well, you are so naive.”

“People like you don't deserve to live in this world. You deserve to go to hell! You should burn in hell!”

The rest of his speech became more and more indecent, and there was not a word of any use.

Queeny's face cooled and she signaled Ford.

Ford came up and punched him in the stomach. The man gave a dull groan of pain and fainted.

Queeny looked at Felix with some concern. “Felix, ...”

“I’m fine.”

He said coldly.

Queeny knew that he had hand-picked his escorts.

And there were some traitors among them. It must have been hard for him to hear that traitor say such

things about him now.

But Felix didn't show it, so she didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, she finally pursed her lips and said, “Don't think too much about it. No matter how well

you do in this world, there are going to be people who aren’t happy with you. Don't take it too

personally.”

Felix looked up at her.

There was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

“Are you being worried about me?”

Queeny didn’t know what to say.

Seeing the look on his face, she knew that the man’s words would not affect him.

So she didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but pushed him out of the room.

Felix, seeing that she did not answer him, asked no more.

But the cold energy in him was quietly dispersed by her concern.

When they got outside, Queeny slowed down.

She pushed him slowly toward the main building and asked, “What was that man’s name?”

“His name is Anthony," Felix said in a hushed voice. "I met him a long time ago in an underground

black boxing ring. He was 13 when I met him, and he was all muscled up there, doing black boxing.”

“Ah!” He sneered. “Young as he was, he fought hard. He won three games in a row because he was

not afraid to die, even though he didn’t have any tricks.”

Unfortunately, he boxed for the fourth time when he shouldn’t have. He was almost killed in the end by

a very powerful player.”

“I couldn’t stand it, so I paid to bail him out. After inquiring about the situation, I thought he was a man

of potential, so I kept him. However...”