Seize His Little Wife

Christine White’s fingers tapped the steering wheel, her eyes cold and temperatureless.

It’s true that Leo Bort was not involved in killing her, nor in the drug powder trade, nor in her own mother’s car accident.

However, by knowing that Molly Bort’s mom was going to kill her own mother and not stopping it, and by helping to wrap it up, Leo Bort was guilty of harboring and indirectly killing her.

Plus, six years ago, Leo Bort kidnapped her, illegally harvested her bone marrow and caused her to miscarry, also committing the crimes of kidnapping and unlawful taking of human organs.

The counts combined really wouldn’t have gotten Leo Bort the death penalty as well, but definitely a dozen years in prison as well.

Now Leo Bort is almost sixty, another ten years or so in jail, and when he comes out he’ll be over eighty, and by that time society will have long since progressed beyond belief, will Leo Bort still be able to live?

Thinking about this, the corner of Christine White’s mouth hooked up coldly and she sped up her drive.

Two hours later, Christine White came out of the police station, and when she got back to her car, she made a call to Baird Lane.

But it wasn’t Baird Lane who got the call, it was Aunt Lucy, “Ma’am?”

“Aunt Lucy, why you?” Christine White froze slightly.

Aunt Lucy glanced at the door to the room behind her, “Sir just had surgery and hasn’t woken up yet.”

Hearing this, Christine White suddenly remembered that Baird Lane was going to have a brain clot crushing surgery today, so her call was not really timely.

“Ma’am, what can I do for you sir?” Aunt Lucy asked.

Christine White hmmmed, “I’d like to ask for the details of his divorce.”

“So that’s it.” Aunt Lucy smiled.

“Aunt Lucy you know?” Christine White raised an eyebrow.

Aunt Lucy nodded, “I know, the night before the big day, Mr. came home in a particularly good mood, and then he called for Special Assistant Gates to prepare the divorce papers, and by the next day, he had them in hand for Molly Bort to sign.”

“Are you saying that Baird Lane and Molly Bort were divorced the day before yesterday, not today?” Christine White was slightly surprised.

Aunt Lucy replied, “Yeah, the day before yesterday the divorce was finalized, today it’s just public.”

“So, I see.” Christine White nodded her head to indicate that it was clear.

Aunt Lucy hesitantly gripped the phone tightly, “Ma’am, I know you may not like to hear it too much, but I still want to say, now that Mr. has fallen in love with you again, and I can feel that you still have feelings for Mr., and there is still little baby between you two, and now that Mr. is divorced as well, so ma’am, you and Mr., you really can’t make up?”

“Regarding this, I remember that I have made it very clear to you before, Aunt Lucy, that between Baird Lane and I, it is no longer possible, that too much has happened between us to be together.” Christine White dropped her eyelids and replied in a distant voice.

Aunt Lucy sighed, “What about Bo?”

“Even though Baird Lane and I aren’t going to be able to make it work, Baird Lane and I will always be his mom and dad, and we won’t love him any less, and I’ll tell him that his mom and dad are just separated and not together, but both love him just the same.” Christine White smiled gently.

Aunt Lucy is still a little undeterred and wants to say something else.

Christine White snaps, “Well Aunt Lucy, enough of that, since Baird Lane isn’t awake, tell me what’s going on with Bo now, how is Bo doing?”

“little baby just ate a bowl of lean pork porridge and is now asleep as well, but ma’am, little baby made a sound again earlier.” When she said this, Aunt Lucy’s voice became visibly agitated.

Christine White was also happy, “Yeah, that’s good, that’s good, I have to concentrate on Molly Bort lately, I can’t go to see little baby, Aunt Lucy, please tell me how little baby is doing every day.”

“Yes, don’t worry ma’am, I will.” Aunt Lucy nodded in response.

She then spoke up and asked, “Ma’am, I just heard you say that you’re going to deal with Molly Bort, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Now that Baird Lane is divorced from Molly Bort, I’m going to have an easy time dealing with Molly Bort without the patronage of The Lane Family.” Christine White had a stern light in her eyes.

Aunt Lucy asked again, “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Not for a while.”

“Well then, if there’s anything I can do to help you, ma’am, feel free to say so.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded.

The call hung up and Christine White put her cell phone in her bag before pulling out her sunglasses and putting them back on, taking one last look in the direction of the police station and driving off.

The police department side, although they have accepted her call, will not immediately respond to the police.

Because they still have to verify the authenticity of that list, and once they verify that it’s true, they’ll only make an arrest.

It is believed that the time is no later than tomorrow when the news of Molly Bort’s arrest should hit the headlines, and when it does, she will be attending the Molly Bort case under the identity of Christine White.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Once she uses that identity, Baird Lane is bound to know that she is his past ex-wife.

But so what, they’re in the past, she came back to use him first, and when he divorces Molly Bort, she doesn’t want him, and this is her revenge on him.

Baird Lane woke up at night.

He opened his eyes and felt a headache coming on.

Aunt Lucy rushed forward to help him up and sit against the bed.

“Sir, don’t move, you just had surgery.” Aunt Lucy reminded.

Baird Lane reached up and rubbed his temples, “Where’s Bo?”

“The young master is at Fubar’s.” Aunt Lucy replied.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes slightly and hmmm’d in acknowledgement.

Aunt Lucy held the phone out to her, “Sir, Miss Camp called this afternoon.”

Hearing Christine Camp, Baird Lane’s eyes widened abruptly, “What did she say?”

“She was just asking sir how you got divorced all of a sudden.” Aunt Lucy watched his expression.

Baird Lane pursed his lips, “How did you answer?”

“I’ll be honest.”

“And how did she react?” Baird Lane asked.

Aunt Lucy shrugged her shoulders, “Quite surprised.”

“Yeah.” Baird Lane whispered.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Baird Lane signaled Aunt Lucy to open the door.

After Aunt Lucy opened the door, Gates came in from outside looking tense, “President Lane.”

“What is it?” Baird Lane frowned.

Gates is making this face, something is obviously wrong.

“The bodyguard guarding Molly Bort just called me and said Molly Bort escaped.” Gates replied.

Baird Lane’s face sank, “What do you mean? She ran away?”

“Yes!”

“You tell me how she got away?” Baird Lane looked furious, a cold glint in his eye.

Molly Bort is being kept on the second floor of the villa, which is also guarded by two bodyguards, and how can he not be angry when he is now told that Molly Bort has run away in this situation.

Feeling the cold air emanating from Baird Lane’s circumference, Gates lowered his head, “The bodyguards said that when they went to deliver Molly Bort’s dinner at night, they found that there was no movement in the room, and when they went in to see that the room was empty and nobody was there, they patted the room down and checked the room, and finally found that on the balcony of the room, there was a spliced rope tied to it, and Molly Bort was running down the rope from the second floor.”

“Rope?” Baird Lane’s fists clenched, “Where did Molly Bort get the rope?”

“It’s a sheet with a comforter, and Molly Bort rips the sheet and comforter into strips and ties them together to make rope.” Gates’ head went lower and lower.

Baird Lane hammered his fist on the nightstand, “Then send someone to find them! Make sure someone is found!”

“I’ve already arranged for someone to look for it, and I’ll keep you, President Lane, informed if there’s any news, but I think Molly Bort will definitely go back to that villa this time when she runs out.” Gates meant it.

Baird Lane looked at her, “You mean Ann Lane ?”