Seize His Little Wife

It turned out to be so painful!

Last time she escaped, but this time, she didn’t. Was she destined to have this calamity?

No, she didn’t recognize this so-called robbery, she only hated it!

She hated it so much, never hated it so much as she did right now, in this moment!

Hating Molly Bort for being so vicious, for killing her over and over again.

But she was even more cruel to herself, hating herself for why, after all her trials and tribulations, her heart could never be completely cold and hardened, hating herself for repeatedly insisting on using only legal means to get back at the father and daughter of The Bort Family, she was wrong, she was really wrong.

She swore that if she could live, she wouldn’t be soft on anyone anymore, and she wouldn’t use the so-called legal means to get back at the two heinous scums, because the punishment brought by the law wasn’t enough, not by a long shot, and she was going to get back at them her own way, and make them feel twice as much of what she was leaning into right now!

“Ahhhhhhhh!” Christine White cried out miserably, her voice filled with hatred and pain that made people’s hearts tremble.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The front door was kicked open and a tall figure rushed in, “Christine? are you in there?”

Christine White was no longer able to speak, only to make ah-ah sounds.

But it was enough to have attracted the attention of the visitor.

The visitor turned his head to the right, and when he saw the person struggling in the fire, his pupils suddenly shrunk, and his face completely changed, and he hurriedly took off his jacket and rushed over, not caring whether he would be engulfed in the fire or not, and went to put out the fire for Christine White.

After putting out the fire, Christine White had completely passed out, but her body was still shaking reflexively.

Bess Camp’s heart clenched at the sight of her face and hands, bloodied by the fire, and without further delay, he picked her up and rushed out of the fire.

An hour later, Christine White was taken to the resuscitation room.

Bess Camp stood in the corridor of the resuscitation room with a horribly grim look on her face.

And to be able to make a man with a gentle character show such an expression, it was evident how angry he was in his heart at the moment.

He glanced up at the resuscitation room with its red light on, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

“Hello?” The phone was quickly answered and Baird Lane’s cool voice came through.

Bess Camp’s eyes narrowed, “President Lane, has Molly Bort gone back yet?”

“Molly Bort?” raised an eyebrow before Bess Camp brought the phone to his attention and looked at it, confirming that the caller was Bess Camp, who was still surprised, “Why is Mr. Camp asking about her all of a sudden, as I recall Mr. Camp you don’t know her very well right.”

Bess Camp grunted, “Indeed I don’t know her, but I’ve heard about what she’s done, and I’ve heard she used to be President Lane’s ex-girlfriend?”

Baird Lane frowned, wondering if it was just him, he felt as if this Bess Camp was angry with him.

“That’s in the past.” Baird Lane replied, not vetoing it, or disavowing it.

Bess Camp coldly said, “Since it is in the past, why does President Lane keep tangling with his ex-girlfriend, I heard that President Lane received his ex-girlfriend to his home today, are you not afraid, President Lane, that your wife will not have peace of mind in the nine springs? ”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed out a few chills, “Chief Camp, is The Camp Family going bankrupt? How is it that you have the time to idly meddle in the affairs of the people being, and by the way, my wife isn’t dead!”

“Oh, didn’t die and didn’t see you look for it with all your heart, not to mention didn’t see you check why your wife stayed in that industrial area, if you have the heart, I don’t believe that President Lane you can’t find out, with all due respect, President Lane, you really don’t deserve to be a husband!” Bess Camp finished venting her anger and hung up the phone.

The assistant on the sidelines was puzzled and asked, “Chief Camp, why didn’t you tell President LaneWhite about Ms. White’s injury?”

Bess Camp blandly returned, “What’s the use of telling him, so he can pick up Christine and continue to be tortured by that Molly Bort woman?”

“Also.” The assistant nodded.

He had been called in later by Chief Camp, and knew few details about that Miss White’s injury, except that Chief Camp had said that the woman named Molly Bort had done it.

Before Ms. White went into the resuscitation room, he saw the injuries Christine White had sustained, and it almost scared him, it was horrific, the face was almost impossible to look at, it was disfigured.

Thinking of this, the assistant couldn’t help but raise a wave of sympathy for the other Christine, “Chief Camp, why don’t you call the police to arrest that Molly Bort? She set fire to Ms. White, this is basically the crime of intentional assault.”

“There’s no evidence!” Bess Camp rubbed her temples, “There’s not enough evidence to prove that she did it, even if we arrest her, there’s not enough evidence, the police department side will release her for now.”

“In that case, wouldn’t Ms. White’s injuries be in vain?” The assistant felt it was unfair.

Bess Camp closed her eyes and didn’t answer.

On the other end of the line, Baird Lane looked at the hung up phone and didn’t look too good.

But come to think of it, anyone who answered an inexplicable caller would be in a bad mood.

“Gates!” said Baird Lane, dropping the clerk, picking up the landline microphone and calling Gates in.

Gates was in the office next door, and in less than a minute, was in Baird Lane’s office.

“President Lane, what can I do for you?”

“Why don’t you find out what’s going on between Bess Camp and Molly Bort?” Baird Lane commanded.

Called out of the blue and just asked if Molly Bort was back yet. Obviously something’s wrong.

“Chief Camp and Molly Bort?” froze Gates, when did those two get involved?

Baird Lane watched Gates fret and frowned unhappily, “What are you waiting for, now!”

“Ah, yes!” Being chastised, Gates rushed back with a jolt and went out to do as he was told.

After he left, Baird Lane re-pulled out his cell phone and made a call to Aunt Lucy.

Aunt Lucy’s tired voice rang out, “Why is mister calling back?”

“What’s wrong with you?” Baird Lane asked.

Aunt Lucy complained, “It’s not that Molly Bort, making me clean her room, exhausting me.”

Baird Lane hmmmed, then asked, “Where is she?”

“Who knows where she ran off to. ” Aunt Lucy skimmed back.

Baird Lane’s pupils quivered slightly, “She’s no longer at the villa?”

“It’s not there, she asked me to clean her room, I cleaned it out and she was gone.” Aunt Lucy picks up.

Baird Lane’s hand squeezing his cell phone tightened.

Surprisingly, it really isn’t.

No wonder Bess Camp asked if Molly Bort was back yet!

“Aunt Lucy, keep an eye out, if Molly Bort comes back to the cottage, you keep her in check and I’ll be right back!” After Baird Lane finished speaking, he cut off the phone and got up, leaving the office.

He drove all the way towards the villa, an hour’s carLand, hardened to half an hour.

When he returns to the cottage, however, Aunt Lucy tells her that Molly Bort has not returned.

Baird Lane’s face was very hard, and the coldness around him gradually spread out in all directions, dropping the temperature of the entire living room.

Aunt Lucy placed the poured water at his heels and rubbed her arms, “Sir, why on earth did you get Molly Bort here, do you really intend to let her stay?”

Baird Lane was noncommittal, “I need her kidney.”

That’s the deal he made with Molly Bort yesterday.

Molly Bort offered him a kidney on the condition that she would live here and have the baby.

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“Kidney?” Aunt Lucy heard this again and her heart fluttered, “Sir, why do you need a kidney when you’re fine? Did you …”

Before the words were finished, there was a movement to open the door from the direction of the foyer.

Baird Lane gives Aunt Lucy a wink, signaling her to keep quiet.

Aunt Lucy nodded knowingly and shut her mouth, then joined Baird Lane in looking at the foyer.

Molly Bort changed her shoes and hurried in with her bag on her back, she was startled when she saw the man sitting on the couch, her whole body was a little alarmed, “Baird, you’re back?”