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Chapter 343: Kowtowing and Apologizing at My Wife's Tomb

Her heart ached with throbbing pain, her whole body trembling.

He firmly believed that she was his Celine, but when she came to beg him to save her dad seven years ago, she never knelt down.

It was always a proud posture, even when he choked her to the point of suffocation, her eyes were still defiant and proud.

He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp, then poured another.

"Harry, it's been eight years since you last came to Crescent Lounge, hasn't it?"

"I haven't been here since graduation."

"It must be that your rich classmate's family went broke and that's why you stopped coming."

"You're talking about Yvonne Young?"

The neighboring table had a boisterous chat, and though Spencer Sullivan was too distracted to notice, he overheard Yvonne's name. He paused while pouring his drink and looked over.

One of the men in glasses looked familiar to him.