Chapter 152
My company’s funding came from him!
Your money barely covers your gambling!”
Chapter 152
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“Bastard…”
“Enough! Stop fighting!”
Monica cried anxiously. “What do we do now?”
Cedrick emerged from the house. He gave Jaxon a cold look, completely ignoring the man’s renewed, servile smile, and walked straight past him.
The car stopped on the roadside outside. After getting in, Cedrick didn’t leave the village but drove deeper into it, heading straight for the village council office.
“I’ll find the village head. I’ll be right back.”
He said.
Who knows what he discussed with the village head, but the village head saw him out. Getting back in the car, he told her, “It’s settled. Your parents will leave soon.”
Cedrick’s competence was unquestionable. If he said it was handled, it was handled.
Now came the matter between the two of them.
Cedrick stated, “Lucille, I’ve done everything you asked.
The house is sold. Her bags and gifts–all reclaimed and cashed out. The money’s yours.”
With that, he took out his phone and transferred the funds.
Lucille estimated the amount was fair.
“To show my sincerity, I’ll take you to see the house. It truly has new owners. The buyers are already planning reno- vations.”
Cedrick started the engine. “After we see it, please honor your promise: visit the local police station.”
Lucille’s hand was still bandaged, her head injury freshly healed.
He seemed to notice, sighing deeply. “I know pushing you now seems harsh. But this must be done. Maricela kept her word. Your delay makes her uneasy.”
Lucille rotated her wrist. The bandages on her fingers glared white under the sun.
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This man–really–a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
“Promise me?”
He demanded an answer.
Lucille sighed. “Don’t rush me. It’ll be settled in three or four days.”
She’d handle it before leaving.
“What three or four days?
What do you mean?”
Cedrick frowned, displeased. “You need more days? That’s unacceptable.”
She smiled faintly. He’d misunderstood.
“Mrs. Maynard!”
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He slammed the brakes. “Are you toying with me? I followed your instructions like a fool! Don’t tell me you won’t withdraw the case! Is this a test?”
“No.”
Lucille smiled. “We’ll go!
Right now!”
Cedrick studied her. That ambiguous smile–he couldn’t tell if she lied. “If you refuse today, I’ll drag you there by
force!”
His eyes turned vicious.
The man who’d vowed to protect his wife moments ago seemed an illusion.
Cedrick restarted the car, driving to a new residential complex. Coincidentally, as they parked, Maricela emerged hauling a large bag.
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