The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
The Second Act 81

Chapter 81

Later, the scene transitioned.

Christopher dreamed of a girl walking toward him underneath the golden sunlight from the blue sky.

Her face was blurry, but her voice was like sweet candy. She said, "Christopher, I like you. Can you give it a thought and reciprocate my feelings?"

It was still Oneida's voice.

His dream was filled with Oneida's voice.

She was everywhere without him knowing why.

Christopher was almost driven crazy.

He stared at the girl in front of him. His long and narrow eyes were like a captivating deep sea.

Christopher thought for a while and finally asked in a deep voice that gave one a smooth aftertaste of alcohol, "Have we met somewhere before?" Oneida was stunned.

She clenched her fingers tighter.

They had seen each other more than once, but that was during their previous lives.

She wondered what he meant by asking such a question.

"Weren't you at the last welcome party? We certainly met," replied Oneida coldly while slightly narrowing her eyes.

Christopher instinctively noticed the conflict and indifference in Oneida's tone.

However, he continued asking, "Not at the welcome party, but before that. Have we met?""

Oneida was shocked.

For a moment, an incredibly ridiculous idea flashed across her mind.

"Maybe Christopher was reborn like me!" she exclaimed inwardly.

However, if Christopher from the previous life were reborn, he would never talk to her calmly like this and would undoubtedly replace a way to kill her immediately. Therefore, her speculation about rebirth was untenable.

"But what exactly does Christopher know?" she wondered.

Oneida frowned and felt troubled and confused for the first time.

She did not want to continue dealing with the man before her. Glancing at him coldly, she said, "I have something else to do."

After saying that, Oneida walked forward and

past

him.

A sudden pain throbbed in her wrist.

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Christopher suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist firmly.

"You!" Oneida turned her head. Her calmness and rationality, which she was always proud of, seemed to be crushed entirely

at this moment.

She stared at him with her eyes wide open.

"What is Christopher doing?" she wondered.

Even Christopher did not understand why he suddenly extended his hand to hold her back.

"Let go of me." Oneida's gaze suddenly darkened and turned cold.

"I just want to know if we've met before." Christopher did not let Oneida go and stared at her coldly as if he could swallow her whole. Jackson saw them who were having a conflict.

He was sitting in a Rolls-Royce not far away. Through the window, he could see Christopher and Oneida's backs and their holding hands. Aside from Jackson, Victor, sitting in the driver's seat, saw them too.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Jackson's expression fearfully.

Jackson looked indifferent. His eyes were expressionless while an icy chill flooded his gaze.

His flawless eyebrows were furrowed with a hint of gloom, seeming extremely terrifying.

Victor secretly exclaimed in his heart, "This is bad. Mr. Bane is mad."

Looking at Oneida outside the window helplessly, he thought, "Mrs. Bane is young and doesn't know the boundaries between men and women. How could she touch another guy like that before Mr. Bane?"

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