Seize His Little Wife

“I’m really sorry Chief Camp.” Another apology from Gates.

Bess Camp looks to Christine White and asks what she means.

Christine White, though blind, had keen senses, and was able to feel the look he cast, and what it signified, and gave a soft hmmm.

Bess Camp would understand, before she resumed speaking to Gates on the other end of the line, “That’s okay, I didn’t find the right time myself, since President Lane is doing a checkup, I’ll just call back later, bye!”

“Bye!” Gates answered in a huff.

The call ended and he looked at the screen of his cell phone, which had jumped back to the main menu, full of confusion.

He was really getting a hard time reading this Camp Chief.

This Camp General and President Lane is just an ordinary business relationship, not at all familiar, and there was no contact in the past, but since the lady’s accident, this person began to pay attention to all kinds of President Lane’s news not to mention.

What is the purpose of this?

After thinking about it for a while and not figuring it out, Gates didn’t continue to think about it and put away his cell phone and headed for Brain Tech.

Once in the section, Gates found Ives Norton, who was examining Baird Lane.

Ives Norton gave him a look, “What brings you over?”

“Something to report to President Lane.” Gates returned.

Ives Norton pointed to a machine off to the side, “You’ll have to wait a while then, Baird’s still in there.”

“It’s okay, I’ll just wait here.” Gates nodded, then stepped aside and sat down, waiting quietly.

After waiting for about half an hour, Ives Norton turned on the medical machine.

Baird Lane comes out from inside his hospital gown, looking a little pale.

Seeing this, Gates removed a jacket hanging on a rack and came forward to drape it over him, “President Lane, is everything okay?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Baird Lane rubbed his forehead without speaking.

Gates could see that he was weak and helped him to sit down where he had just been, “President Lane, Chief Camp just called.”

Rubbing his brow, Baird Lane paused for a moment and spoke in a hushed voice, “What’s wrong with him?”

“No, it’s just that I learned you were awake and came by to say hello.” Gates called back.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “He sent someone to watch me again?”

“Uh … Chief Camp was there the last time you suddenly collapsed, so it’s normal that he would send someone to check up on you.” Gates reluctantly explained.

As for the previous stakeout by Chief Camp, he wondered what purpose it served.

At that moment, Ives Norton came over with a copy of the inspection report, “Baird, congratulations, it’s all right here.”

He pointed to his head.

Baird Lane eyed him coldly and took the report he handed him and read it.

After reading it, he then handed it to Gates, who was off to the side, and got up and left the section.

Gates exchanged a glance with Ives Norton, both shrugged their shoulders, and followed.

“Baird, won’t you give me a word of explanation?” Ives Norton snapped as he walked behind Baird Lane.

Baird Lane paused in his tracks, “An explanation? What explanation do you want?”

“Of course it’s a blood clot in your brain, when did you get hit in the head?” Ives Norton got a serious look on his face.

Baird Lane’s eyelids drooped at his question, and he hesitated to speak.

Just as Ives Norton sighed, thinking he wasn’t going to answer, he suddenly spoke, “Six months ago, on the snowy mountains.”

“Snow Mountain?” Ives Norton froze, then remembered, “The one where you and Christine rolled down a snowy hill?”

Baird Lane again failed to respond and continued on his way.

Gates patted Ives Norton’s shoulder, “That’s right, that time when President Lane was trying to save his wife, his back and head hit the rocks, just because the back injury was more serious at that time, while the head was only checked for a slight concussion, so President Lane basically focused on recuperating from his back injury. injury went, and didn’t pay much attention to the head injury.”

“What nonsense!” Ives Norton frowned fiercely.

Gates spread his hands, “President Lane is what he is, otherwise ma’am, what difference does it make if he lives like a robot, but now that ma’am is really dead, what will become of President Lane in the future?”

“…” Hearing this, Ives Norton, his glasses reflecting the light, said no more.

Gates didn’t notice the difference in him, and after a long sigh, he dropped his hand from his shoulder and chased after him toward Baird Lane.

Ives Norton walks at the end, head slightly bowed, as if thinking about something.

When he finally arrives at Baird Lane’s hospital room, he hears Baird Lane asking, “Where’s Christine White’s body?”

Gates didn’t answer, just bowed his head deeply.

Baird Lane saw this and something in his heart went wrong, his face went all grim, “Say, where’s her body?”

“President Lane …” Gates clenched his fists with a very difficult, tangled expression.

Finally Ives Norton, unable to look away, volunteered to answer for him, “It’s been cremated.”

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a few seconds, Baird Lane’s eyes went crimson, and he whimpered in rage, “Who did this!”

“It’s Molly Bort,” Gates answered quickly this time.

Baird Lane’s fists were clenched in a death grip, “She?”

“Yes. Just yesterday, she learned that Madame’s body had been found and said something about fearing your grief, so she took the liberty of cremating the body, and by the time Dr. Norton and I found out, it was too late.” Gates bowed his head in shame.

Snap!

There was a loud bang!

Baird Lane tipped over the bedside table next to the hospital bed, murderous aura all around him, his whole body looked like a demon from hell, “How dare she!”

The only reason he still kept her and brought her to the villa was for her two kidneys.

But now Christine White is dead, and she had the audacity to cremate the body. Did she think she’d end up in a good place if she did that?

She was all alive because of Christine White, and now that Christine White was gone, she naturally had no more use for her, and since she still dared to be so death-defying, he would fulfill her!

“Bring her here!” Baird Lane commanded with his eyes dark and unsettling, and his voice even colder and more frightening.

Gates knew that he was moving in a real way, did not dare to touch his mold, and hurriedly answered to go and do as he was told.

Baird Lane looked at Ives Norton again, “Where are her ashes?”

Ives Norton dropped his eyes and said in a faint voice, “Still at the funeral home, what are you going to do about Molly Bort?”

“The fact that she dared to spark Christine White’s corpse so blatantly is enough to prove that Christine White’s death was facilitated by her… she even killed Christine White, so naturally I will make her pay for it with her life!” Baird Lane said with a cold look.

Ives Norton was startled, “Baird, don’t you dare, if you do kill her, you won’t be able to answer to the law!”

“The law?” The corners of Baird Lane’s mouth quirked grimly, “The world is full of examples of people disappearing silently and the law failing to catch the killer isn’t it?”

Ives Norton felt his head spin, “I know, but this is not good after all …”

“Not good? Then tell me, is it considered good that she victimized my wife and I can’t get back at her in the same way?” Baird Lane stared at him with scarlet eyes.

Ives Norton closed his eyes, “That’s not what I meant, I just …”

“Okay, you don’t have to say anything, my mind is made up and no one can stop me!” Baird Lane clenched the seat of his back teeth, his voice firm.

Ives Norton sighed and shut his mouth.

Christine was killed by Molly Bort and deserves to pay.

If it’s just throwing Molly Bort in jail, that’s clearly not enough punishment again.

Maybe, Baird was right to do that.

Thinking about it, Ives Norton released and pushed up his glasses, “Since this is your decision, I won’t say anything more, but I hope you do it clean and don’t let anyone get right to you.”

“I won’t need you to tell me!” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.

Ives Norton scratched his hair, “When are you going to go public with Christine’s death?”