Chapter 112 The Price of Divorce
Flora showed Lexie a video.
“This is the surveillance from the parking lot of City Hospital. That day he was just discharged from the hospital and I was supposed to pick him up, but for some reason he left the inpatient unit by himself, with two people catching up behind him.”
Lexie clearly saw the image inside the video as two men dressed in black caught up and dragged Myles into the van with them, leaving only a wheelchair in the parking lot.
Myles didn’t even have a chance to call for help, and he didn’t even have time to run.
Lexie felt a tightness in her chest, a breath of air could not come up like, blocked in the throat.
[How desperate he must have been at that moment!
“These two people have previous convictions, are fugitives, and so far the investigation has come down to nothing to do with Alan. The police suspect that Myles was silenced because he saw something he shouldn’t have seen.”
Flora put away her phone, “Presumably a smuggling deal.”
Lexie’s hands were braced on the ground, unable to catch her breath.
Even if Alan hadn’t done it, if he hadn’t broken one of Myles’ legs, this wouldn’t have happened at all.
After Flora left, Lexie took Lydia’s car back to the city.
The Howard family villa is uninhabitable and Lexie is taken to her apartment by Lydia.
“This period of time you live here first, this matter knows not many people, you adjust your emotions, apologize to him early, it will pass, when the time to go to work, the days still have to live.”
Lexie’s hands clasped the couch cushions and her face went pale.
[I have to apologize to him?
She bursts out laughing.
A crazy person who deliberately hurt people, who is she to apologize to him.
Lydia gave her a look, “I understand what you’re going through right now …”
She originally wanted to say something else, but swallowed her words, “Forget it, you should rest first.”
A ‘bang’ sound of a door slamming came and the room fell into silence.
Lexie got up holding the couch and looked around her surroundings.
The apartment Alan arranged for Lydia is a duplex, a high-end community, with full security and property, and the house is extremely luxuriously furnished, which shows the importance of her.
Lexie touched the wine cabinet and took two bottles out.
Stumbling, he pushed open the bathroom door and put a tub of cool water to soak himself in.
The alcohol in the throat feels hot and spicy, but the body is cold.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the door opening came from outside.
Lexie was already unconscious from drinking.
As soon as the man pushed open the bathroom door, he saw the bathtub stained red, and his face changed, “Lexie!”
A pair of large hands fished her out of the bathtub, her clothes were soaking wet, but there were no injuries on her body, and only then did Alan see the red wine bottle soaking in the tub.
In this moment, the fire was on.
He grabbed Lexie’s collar and yelled, “Don’t you want to live? Who are you showing off to here? If you have the guts, you can slit your wrists and hang yourself! Have you forgotten who you are, dying for a man?”
Lexie looked drunkenly at the man in front of her and no longer had the strength to push away.
She laughed madly.
[Isn’t that what you want to see? Isn’t it what you want to see when Myles is dead?
“How many times do I have to tell you, his death has nothing to do with me! You really have proof, go out and sue me right now, go!”
Hearing Alan’s words so righteously, Lexie’s heart was left with nothing but sadness.
This world is like this, materialistic, whoever has money is the person at the top, stepping on countless corpses below, Alan and Peter are not any different.
All are murderous executioners.
Seeing her like this, Alan was furious and pushed her head into the tub.
“I think you’re really crazy and need to wake up!”
“The sound of water rushing past your ears and your mouth and nose being flooded with alcoholic water.
“Cough, cough, cough!”
Large hands grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. She was lying on her back on the bathtub coughing and sobering up, coughing until her eyes were red and almost staring out, looking at Alan with dead eyes.
[I want to divorce you!
So what if you’re sober.
She hates him.
The more sober you are, the more you hate!
After understanding what she meant, Alan’s face went completely cold.
“You’ve lived a comfortable life for so long that you don’t know the hardships of the world. Do you think I can let you go just because you look like you’re dying? You want a divorce, right?”
Alan grabbed her wrist, his fierce face closing in, towering over her, spitting out the words word by word, “Okay, I’ll give you a chance! Finish this job, and I’ll let you go!”
“Change your clothes and come out with me!”
Lexie was taken by Alan to a famous clubhouse in J City.
Without his command, a middle-aged woman in heavy makeup took her to the dressing room to change her clothes.
The black lace halter dress and the strong smell of perfume almost took her breath away.
Outside the locker room, Jack looked apprehensive, “Nicole, what are we going to put her on later?”
Nicole, with a cigar in her mouth, gave him a puzzled look, “Jack, when did you start paying attention to this? Don’t worry, Mr. Howard brought people that are certainly not ordinary people, naturally sent to the Howard Group important clients.”
“I’ll be honest, she’s …”
Without waiting for Jack to finish his sentence, Lexie had already opened the door and came out.
“Yo, the look is really quite dignified,” Nicole immediately pulled her forward, “Mr. Chow likes the innocent hanging, sister, you are blessed.”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
Mr. Chow?
Jack’s face changed.
“Jack, Mr. Howard is looking for you,” came the voice of the waiter behind him.
Jack drifted off and Lexie was already taken away by Nicole.
He was so anxious, this is not going to work!
Lexie is Mr. Howard’s wife, how can …
The moment she stepped into the room, looking at the tacky furnishings inside, the purple water bed, and the utensils, Lexie suddenly realized that she knew what she was up against.
Her pupils suddenly dilated and she turned around and tried to run.
“Hey, where are you going?” Nicole shot her a look, “Don’t know the rules, do you? First time in this business?”
Lexie shook her head desperately, trying to explain that she wasn’t that kind of person.
“I can’t understand what you’re gesturing at,” Nicole grimaced, slamming her onto the bed, “There’s no getting out of my place once you’re in, so just wait and see what I do to you if you piss off the clients!”
With a ‘bang’, the door of the room closed.
Not long after, came in a man, not tall, very fat.
A greasy face fat, as soon as he saw Lexie, his eyes shone, “Nicole this time arranged a good person, very high class! How come I haven’t seen you before?”
Lexie cringed violently and looked around the room at the whips and blindfolds hanging on the walls, and instantly her hands and feet went cold.
She shook her head.
[I am not …]
“What’s wrong?”
The man smoothly took off a whip and stepped towards her with a lewd smile, “Sister, are you taking it off yourself, or am I taking it off for you?”
Lexie clutched the shirt on her chest and stepped back helplessly.
Don’t …
The moment the man lunged with his whip, her heart was like death and her eyes were desolate.