If the owner had not been standing in the middle of the room, the scene would have looked like a burglary.
Nevertheless, she didn’t lose her temper and went to the fridge to get a bunch of wine, intending to get herself drunk.
If she were a vicious woman, Ivy Smith would not have saved her this time. But she is very kind, she is unsuspecting of the people around her, and even treats Ivy Smith, who is jealous of her, as her friend.
Such a person, how can you stand to watch her die?
But save her back, what will happen afterwards?
Alex Roberts is already unjust, and if they live under the same roof, won’t the balance in his heart be tilted completely?
Ivy Smith threw the empty beer can, and the few remaining drops of liquor flowed out and soaked the paper on the floor.
It was the company’s next quarter’s plan, which had taken several days to develop, and she didn’t want her efforts to go to waste, so she leaned over to pick it up, but her eyes passed over the file next to it and stopped abruptly.
When Alex Roberts was hospitalized some time ago, Marisa Miller showed up at the hospital and handed her a flash drive, asking her to read the contents before deciding whether she wanted to collaborate. Later, when she did not respond, she sent this file bag anonymously, with the shape of a flash drive drawn on it to identify herself.
The bag was not heavy in her hand, and from the outline it should be something like a photo.
At that time she restrained herself from opening it, but just after a heated argument with Alex Roberts, she was jealous of Emma Richard’s good fortune and, as if out of revenge, tore the seal on top.
A stack of photos is poured out on the table, and the main character is, not surprisingly, Emma Richard.
The photos are supposed to be in chronological order, with both of them later growing up and entering the wedding hall.
Unfortunately, the back of the photo is marked by Marisa Miller, who is acting, because Emma Richard is not his planned wife, but just a temporary “actress”.
Holding this photo, Ivy Smith’s heart floated with a kind of unspeakable feeling, so she put it aside and went to get the next one.
Unexpectedly, after the wedding photo, there was actually a series of ambiguous photos of Emma Richard and Charles Taylor taken secretly.
If Ivy Smith had a slight pity when she learned the reason why Emma Richard and Alex Roberts got married, now, she is only full of irony!
She is too unworthy for Alex Roberts, but after Emma Richard’s return, Alex Roberts will surely still be as quietly giving as before. Wouldn’t she be saved?
Emma Richard had never wronged her, and now that she could save her life, how could she give up a human life out of jealousy? Besides, Marisa Miller had sent the photos, clearly trying to sow discord, so how could she go along with someone like that?
She couldn’t make up her mind, so she continued to get drunk to get away from her worries for a while.
When she woke up, she showered and changed her clothes, and when she came downstairs, Alex Roberts and Hope were waiting in the living room.
The cash was ready, and Alex Roberts gave her a rare pat on the shoulder and solemnly instructed, “My bodyguard and I will follow behind, but to avoid being noticed by Paul Johnson and breaking the deal, we can’t follow too close. So …”
“So I improvise.” Ivy Smith picked up with slight sarcasm.
Alex Roberts frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing across his features, but he knew in his heart that Ivy Smith was not wrong. However, he had no choice.
Noticing the strange atmosphere between them, Hope rushed to Ivy Smith and took her hand, pleading: “Auntie, you are a good person, please save my mother, I will repay you when I grow up! And mommy said that you are her good friend, right?”
Ivy Smith was angry with Alex Roberts, but not so angry that she would spread her anger to a small child, sniffed a slight nod and said nothing more.
Entering the main city road, the car behind slowed down and the distance gradually increased.
Ivy Smith glanced at the rearview mirror, the heart sneered, even if the police in the crime syndicate undercover, but also to wear positioning equipment, there are colleagues around to follow the protection, and she? Alex Roberts, as long as Emma Richard is safe, does not care about her life.
He really did not think, if this deal is Marisa Miller and Paul Johnson’s trick, what will be waiting for her ahead?
The earlier shake of Hope’s plea for mercy was shattered by Alex Roberts’ desperate act, and as reason faded, jealousy and hatred took over, burning like a fire in her eyes.
She tightened her fingers, clenched the steering wheel, looked around to cause confusion and “accidentally” abort the deal, but inadvertently, her eyes fell on a cafe down the street.
The sign on the cafe looked familiar, and the aroma of Blue Mountain, along with Emma Richard’s soft voice, came back to her.
–You were with him for two years anyway, and at the darkest moment of his life, and as his former lover, I am grateful to you.
–Now he has forgotten me, and I’m not going to lie, I did have the idea of bringing him back to his memory, but then realized that …
— All in all, his future life should belong to you, bless you.
It was the only time she had met Emma Richard alone since her return, and it wasn’t long ago, but those words seemed to be worn away by her prejudices. When she thought about it again, she could taste Emma Richard’s despair and despondency at that time, as well as her usual sincerity.
Perhaps evil thoughts can be tempered by sunlight, too. She slowly relaxed her body, stepped back on the gas, and focused on moving forward.
On a work day, the streets are not crowded with traffic, especially after leaving the main road, the road conditions are much flatter. It was a little late to leave the house, so she picked up speed and headed for the appointment at full speed.
The light at the intersection ahead was green, but a black Volkswagen on the side didn’t slow down at all and sped straight ahead.
When one is in danger, one’s first reaction is to go rigid, one’s mind goes blank, and the scene in front of you goes into slow motion, as if time is split.
It was only a fraction of a second, but Ivy Smith seemed to be in shock and fear for a few minutes as she jerked the steering wheel –
The Volkswagen grazed the rear of her car and spun in place several times, and Ivy Smith had not yet recovered from her dizziness, only to see the Volkswagen turn a dozen meters ahead and actually return!
This time the Volkswagen was coming head-on, and although the visor was down, the driver’s figure and half of his face could be seen, and it was clearly Marisa Miller!
Ivy Smith had no time to think about it, so she steadied herself and reversed to the other side of the intersection, but the Volkswagen also changed direction in the middle, so she had to grit her teeth and steer to the right and left.
Although there was no traffic jam on the road earlier, but the good news is that there are not too few vehicles. When such a malicious collision occurred at the intersection, the kind-hearted car owners and passers-by immediately called the police, and the nearby traffic police also rushed to stop it as quickly as possible.
Alex Roberts and his group were always blocked in the back, and after the road was restored to order, Ivy Smith’s car was long gone.
In order to avoid the traffic police, Marisa Miller like a headless fly on the road, do not care where they are, see the road ahead is a piece of woods, and accelerated into, which was able to avoid a disaster.
“Shit!” Marisa Miller jumped out of the car, kicked in the door and cursed.
: It was all Paul Johnson’s fault, that punk, who dared to transport Emma Richard behind her back, and took it upon himself to deal with Ivy Smith. Such a betrayal, it looks like you never want to get me!
Seeing that all her planning had failed, Marisa Miller took out her cell phone and dialed the number at the top of her address book.
When the call was answered, she immediately changed to a charming tone: “Brother, I have good news for you …”
The other side of the puzzled “Oh” sound, followed by a greasy man’s voice: “What’s wrong little baby, want to buy clothes and bags again, or want money and cars? Be a good boy and come back with me, big brother is happy, I can give you my life.”
Marisa Miller forced to hold back the desire to vomit, but the surface does not dare to show the slightest dislike, but soft and honeyed flirtation with the man, suddenly the topic changed, said: “I am full of you, out to play do not forget to help you search for beautiful women. This is not, just now I found a super beautiful, big breasts and long legs, and noble temperament, absolutely to your liking.”
The man is lustful, managing his men with determination, but as soon as he sees a beautiful woman, he can’t go away, hearing his new favorite say so, his body suddenly bursts of hot, almost drooling.
“Good, hurry up and tell me the woman’s information, or photos also into, I send my subordinates to find, do not bother little baby.” The man laughed a few times: “But you’d better come back first, help big brother to lower the fire.”
Through the phone, Marisa Miller can imagine the man’s lewd face, and the brain full of virtue, but even more disgusting, but also must hold on.
With Paul Johnson gone, she had to hold on to this new backer, Ivy Smith, Emma Richard, Alex Roberts … So what if she could make the people who did this to her pay, so what if she slept with a disgusting man? So what if she gets abused?
It’s not like she hasn’t done this before!
The front is the appointment place, Ivy Smith hit the brakes, see not yet time, then weakly lying on the steering wheel to calm down.
Marisa Miller is a desperado, used to killing people, if not for the objective conditions in her favor, she would have died under the wheels of Marisa Miller today.
What’s even closer is that just ten minutes ago, she almost became a second Marisa Miller.
Marisa Miller didn’t want Emma Richard to live to see Alex Roberts, brutally abused her and then sent a video of her, even to her, an outsider who had nothing to do with their feud, to save Emma Richard.
You can imagine how turbulent Emma Richard and Alex Roberts’ previous relationship should be.
If she goes on to sabotage them, and even scheming to set them up, to interfere, if she becomes like that, she is afraid that even she will be disgusted with herself from the bottom of her heart!
Fortunately, she turned back in time.
In the deserted suburbs of the dense forest, the dilapidated wooden house is located in the middle of it, after knocking on the door, the wooden door creaked and opened from the inside.
“Come on in.”
Paul Johnson turned sideways and gestured for Ivy Smith to go in first, glancing around warily for a moment before closing the door and turning around.
Ivy Smith placed the box containing the money on the only table and knowingly opened it to show the quantity and for Paul Johnson to confirm the authenticity.
Paul Johnson gave it only a cursory glance before withdrawing his gaze and lifting his chin down toward her arm and ankle: “How did it hurt?”
“Marisa Miller did it.”
Ivy Smith told Paul Johnson the truth about her experience, not to hide it, and hoping that he would recognize Marisa Miller’s character and stop helping her.
Understanding what she meant, Paul Johnson turned his face away and gave a self-deprecating snort: “I’m leaving, there’s no more attachment or responsibility here, and what she’s going to do in the future has nothing to do with me.”
The world had returned to darkness, so he decided to leave.
Ivy Smith can understand his thoughts, should have felt relieved for his lost way back, but now haunted by the heart, but a faint reluctance.
The two have known each other for a long time, but have not really spent much time together, not even friends, at best familiar strangers, but in a sense, they seem to be sympathetic partners again.
“I’m sure you’ll find true sunshine.” Ivy Smith could not hold back a choked sob.
Paul Johnson smiled hard and took a deep breath, “Emma Richard is in the cabin ten meters to the east. Come on, it’s time for me to go too.”
Emma Richard was dying when she was returned to the Roberts Family.
The kidnapping was planned by Marisa Miller herself, but because of Emma Richard’s social status, the story could not be spread to the outside world without causing a sensation that could not be anticipated.
Alex Roberts carried Emma Richard into the room with his own hands, staring at her with undisguised distress in his eyes until the doctor arrived, then forced himself to get up and leave the room.
Ivy Smith waited outside the door, not bothering him, and only when she saw him come out did she briefly explain Paul Johnson’s condition.
“Well, got it.” The whole heart was with Emma Richard, and at this moment Alex Roberts was not interested in anything outside, his eyes casually swept over Ivy Smith, but noticed the blood on her body: “You are injured?”
Ivy Smith subconsciously pressed her arm, but the cut on her calf was nowhere to be seen, so she nodded unnaturally: “Nothing, just a small injury.”
“The family doctor brought the nurse over, I ordered her to dress you.” With that, Alex Roberts turned around to open the door.
“Don’t bother.” She stepped forward to stop her, lowering her eyes and smiling lightly, “I’ll just put some medicine on this small injury myself, Emma is more seriously ill, don’t bother the doctor.”
For some time now, Alex Roberts and Ivy Smith have been in a cold war and quarrel, like two hedgehogs, putting up their thorns to hurt each other, but when one of them takes the initiative to show weakness, the other one is at a loss.
Alex Roberts cleared his throat, his heart clear as a mirror, today let Ivy Smith alone to save Emma Richard, completely selfish and self-serving, on the basis of her affection to make unreasonable requests. If Ivy Smith and Emma Richard switched places, he would never have made the same decision.
So now seeing Ivy Smith looking gloomy, he couldn’t help but apologize and said without words, “Thank you for today …, it’s better to let the doctor give you a checkup later, or go to the hospital for a full body checkup some other time … Also, what happened on the road, I was too far away to look …”
Ivy Smith shook her head, not in a mood for small talk, but with a calm face, said something that made Alex Roberts shake in place.
“At first I promised you that I would help you take care of everything in the family and investigate clearly about Emma. I’ll leave after I’ve done that, and I’ll ask you to give me a sum of money when I do.”
Alex Roberts never thought that Ivy Smith would ask to leave, including two years ago when he made the appointment, he also saw that Ivy Smith just wanted to take the opportunity to stay with him, not really value the appointment, but why suddenly, she is willing to go?
Ivy Smith looked him in the eye and asked knowingly, “What, are you afraid I’m going to ask for the Roberts Family’s money?”
Alex Roberts was certainly not afraid of this.
His life had been saved by her, and even if she did share her fortune, it was only right.
He was more concerned about why she had made this decision, but, judging from her attitude, she clearly did not want to explain. In that case, it would be a good thing to let her go.
“Okay, I promise you.”
Wright Family old mansion.
Hope had just stepped through the front door, and the housekeeper who was spotted immediately pulled her to the living room.
“Grandpa, what’s wrong?”
Confused, she was taken to the living room and asked the housekeeper when Master Wright got up from the couch and glared at her.
“And you know to come back? At a young age you dare to stay out at night, it’s your mother’s fault for usually spoiling you too much, what’s going on at home lately, you’re not unaware of it, how … how dare you …”
The words were not finished, the old man covered his chest and fell back, the housekeeper hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from the drawer and helped him to feed two tablets of medicine.
Hope also rushed over in a panic, saw Master Wright lips pale, but both cheeks were red with anger, and was busy hugging his arm to apologize: “I was wrong, you must not be angry, I will not dare again, I promise!”