Ivy Smith considered for a moment, and felt that her idea was too impulsive, so she nodded admiringly: “Although you can’t give Emma substantial help, but you put yourself in her shoes, which is already the best support.”
“What about your side?” Alex Brown turned off the TV, unwilling to continue the conversation, and asked instead about the anonymous email.
Ivy Smith pulled out the adjacent chair, sat down and said with a serious face, “I was just about to tell you that the other party has read the copy of the account book and just got back to me half an hour ago, agreeing to meet at a later date.”
Everything is expected, after the meeting will be able to determine the identity of the other party, and if you are more lucky, you may be able to eliminate all of them, and never worry about the future. But Ivy Smith’s safety must be given extra attention.
“I will send someone to protect you secretly, Eric Chan to assist from the side.”
Alex Brown’ arrangement was well thought out, but Ivy Smith smiled and shook her head.
“The more people, the greater the risk of exposure, I will go alone, you guys just wait for the news. ”
“No!” Alex Brown admitted that her words had merit, but never bet her life: “At least let Eric Chan protect you.”
“I think there should be another person, willing to come back to protect me.” After a few moments of confrontation, Ivy Smith finally confessed, blushing slightly under Alex Brown’ oppressive gaze.
Another man?
Alex Brown frowned, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.
It is a small apartment of less than 60 square feet in an old-fashioned residential building, with poor lighting.
Candy Hall was arranged by Marisa Darcyto live here, has been a whole month, the stomach is getting bigger and bigger, but the mood is getting worse and worse, before the white fat cheeks have long lost weight, and malnutrition wax yellow.
She couldn’t stand this kind of day, but she didn’t dare to go out easily for fear of being discovered by the Wright Family, so she secretly contacted Yellow Hair while Marisa Darcywas out on an errand.
The bedroom was in the midst of excitement when the doorbell suddenly rang outside.
“Who is it?” Interrupted in her excitement, Yellow Hair was quite impatient and questioned in a lazy, loud voice.
Candy Hall, however, was shocked and hastily covered his mouth, while putting on his clothes and urging in a low voice: “Get up, Marisa Darcyis back, don’t say anything later, you hear?
The yellow hair frowned, full of contempt: “Just a stinky woman, let me come, to ensure that she is convinced.”
The apartment is not well soundproofed, and Marisa Darcyheard the commotion inside as soon as the yellow hair asked the question, put down the convenience food she had just purchased, pulled out the key and opened the door.
When she walked into the bedroom, the man and woman were still sitting unclothed on the bed, a very disgusting scene to watch.
“Yo, you’re pregnant and you can’t stand to be lonely, aren’t you afraid you’ll lose the baby?” Marisa Darcyleaned against the door frame with her arms in her arms, sneering at Candy Hall.
Candy Hall was so ashamed that she held the quilt in front of her chest to cover up a little. The yellow hair had never seen Marisa Darcybefore and knew she was a woman, and when he found out she was blind in one eye, he was shocked into a cold sweat.
Marisa Darcyalready has low self-esteem, perceive yellow hair in the fearful gaze, her self-esteem more hit, suddenly angry, from the waist to pull out the dagger carried.
“What did I warn you about when I picked you up in the first place?” She played with the dagger, the cold light of the blade reflected on her face, cold and gruesome.
Candy Hall subconsciously scowled and swallowed, her voice dry and shaky: “You wanted me … to listen.”
That’s right, obey.
Her every move was at Marisa Miller’s beck and call, not to do anything more, say a word more, see anyone more.
Marisa Darcyhooked her lips and her cloudy left eye narrowed slightly, as if the devil was watching, “Now that you’ve broken the rules, what do you do?”
This look of hers is so scary, Candy Hall’s brain is blank, simply do not know how to respond, actually choked: “I was wrong Ms. Miller, you forgive me this time, I … I dare not again … …”
Yellow hair does not understand how Candy Hall is so afraid of her, she is ultimately a thin woman, he can strangle with one hand, what’s the big deal?
So he confidently got up and came to Marisa Miller, not afraid to die and asked: “We are all adults, it is normal to have needs. Don’t be jealous, if you want, I can also take care of you by the way.”
He thought Marisa Darcywith a horrible face, this life is destined to have no relationship with men, but did not know that once Marisa Miller’s men, any of them can be like pinching ants to squeeze him to death.
“Hear that, this is the man you risked asking out, this is the father of the child in your belly.” Marisa Darcylooked at Candy Hall with a smile full of contempt: “What do you think?”
Men, so they are such disgusting things, actually seducing others in front of her!
“Want two people to serve you, and do not see yourself worthy of it?!” She shouted, grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at Yellow Hair.
Yellow hair was hit, covering the back of the head just to seize, the skin of the neck suddenly a cold.
Slowly turning his head, Marisa Darcywas staring at him with a baleful gaze: “Get on the bed, now!”
He could not figure out what this woman wanted, but it should not be a big deal, plus his life was being threatened, yellow hair did not even resist, obediently obeyed and lay back on the bed.
Then, Marisa Darcyhalf-kneeling on the edge of the bed, dagger still against his neck, and in a deep voice, instructed Candy Hall to use the rope in the drawer to tie Yellow Hair’s hands and feet to the corner of the bed.
With his body under control and unable to move, Yellow Hair finally sensed that something was wrong and pretended to flirt with Marisa Darcyin a slutty manner, “I really didn’t expect that you had so many tricks up your sleeve, huh huh … or let me go, that would be more fun.”
Candy Hall glanced at him in disgust and then also looked at Marisa Darcyin confusion, not knowing what she wanted.
The next moment, Marisa Miller’s words caused They to freeze hard in place.
“A man with a bad taste has harmed many girls, you might as well be a eunuch and spend the rest of your life to atone for your sins.”
After that, handed the dagger to Candy Hall, like a kind sister “kind” persuasion: “You are the victim, take the initiative to end the former nightmare, start a new life, okay?”
Realizing that Marisa Darcywas not joking, the yellow hair was already scared to death, struggling violently like a sheep to be slaughtered, and his voice was sharpened by panic: “No! You do not listen to her nonsense, I am your husband ah, we still have to raise children together … untie the rope, throw the knife … obey … quickly let go of me ah! ”
Candy Hall lowered her eyes and looked at the dagger, could not stop shaking, shook her head stiffly: “It will kill people, no …”
“There’s a private clinic right next to the neighborhood, don’t worry about it, he won’t die.”
Marisa Darcycame up to her, red lips opened and closed, as if a viper spitting, making a sound more like a death knell from hell: “If you don’t castrate him, I’ll kill you, one or the other.”
Candy Hall saw Marisa Miller’s ruthlessness in her eyes, and she knew that people would do anything to protect themselves.
She took the knife and walked tremblingly to the bed …
Ah…
Outside the window lightning and thunder, as if to explode the entire sky, the apartment heartbreaking screams were perfectly covered in it.
A soft pile of flesh mixed with blood fell to the floor, the smell of blood mixed with visual stimulation, Candy Hall covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom to vomit violently.
Marisa Miller, still leaning against the wall, quietly watched the yellow hair writhing in pain like a maggot before falling off the bed and struggling to crawl towards the door.
Candy Hall was then ordered by Marisa Darcyto drag Yellow Hair out of the apartment and throw him to the clinic.
After all, there are past love in, Candy Hall sent yellow hair over, experienced a more painful torture than death, yellow hair lying on the bed, eyes wide open staring at the ceiling, bloodless lips slightly grin, surprisingly seems to be laughing.
“It doesn’t hurt … hey, it doesn’t hurt …” the laughter grew louder, “hey, hey, hey, I’m the Grand Master of the Wright Family. I’m the richest man in the empire! I’m rich … have everything … don’t want women, money is enough! Hahahaha …”
Candy Hall was really scared and ran out of the small room screaming and pulling the old doctor to ask him what this was all about.
The old doctor walked quickly into the room and came out only after a long time, shaking his head with a sigh, “Crazy, he’s crazy …”
Destroying a person turns out to be so simple.
Marisa Miller, it’s really too scary.
S City.
From the construction site back to the hotel.
They went into their respective rooms, took a short break for an hour, and then went out again to meet up.
Emma Rosy has changed into a new formal dress, carefully painted nude makeup to hide her haggard face, although at the moment she is not in the mood to take care of herself, but she represents not her personal image, but the Wright Group.
Inside the venue, cameras were stretched in all directions, and reporters were sitting neatly in their seats, eagerly awaiting. The first row of the stage was filled with indignant families of the deceased.
Emma Rosy has not yet spoken, the bottom has begun to fight first, fortunately, the security personnel present in time to organize, otherwise the families have long been unable to resist rushing to the stage.
“Please be quiet, I know we all want justice for our dead loved ones, today Wright Group held this press conference to give you a satisfactory response.”
Under the blinding flashing lights, Emma Rosy promised: “No matter what the cause of this accident is, Wright Group will be responsible for it and investigate it to the end. If irregularities are found in the project, Wright Group will immediately stop the project, including myself, and I will immediately resign from my position as project manager of Wright Group.”
Before the words left her mouth, the reporters were eager to throw out questions.
“Do you mean that the cause of the accident still needs to be investigated, so Wright Group will not compensate the victims’ families now?”
“Miss. Richard, are you trying to avoid the issue and divert the public’s attention?”
The journalists are leading the attack on the Wright Group in order to get attention, and their questions seem to be fair, but in fact they are full of traps, and no matter how they are answered, the Wright Group will not be able to avoid the charge of responsibility.
In fact, because of the disturbance of the family and the media, the exact cause of the accident has not been investigated until today, Emma Rosy is in a completely passive state, every word that comes out of her mouth will be maliciously misinterpreted, and keeping silent becomes a weakness, it is difficult to move.
When the reporters’ questions were sharp, the secretary received Emma Rosy’s signal and rushed to stop them, but the family members got angry again, shouting and rushing to the stage, and when security stopped them, someone picked up a mineral water bottle at their feet and threw it at Emma Rosy.
The mineral water bottle grazed Emma Rosy’s forehead, and she was dizzy from the lack of rest recently, and now she stumbled and took several steps back, almost falling to the ground.
When the police arrived, they were still pointing and screaming at Emma Rosy through the wall of security guards.
The police took a cursory look at Emma Rosy’s injuries and asked her if she needed to go to the hospital. After receiving a negative answer, the police approached the crowd and communicated with the families, telling them that intentional injury is illegal and that if they want justice for their loved ones, they must go through the judicial process.
Most of the family members were from the rural areas and had low education levels, so they did not understand what the judicial process was all about. A few of the young people who had gone to college were also determined to dig up a large amount of compensation from the Wright Group, so of course they would not follow the police advice.
Therefore, the next morning, the news of “Wright Group bribed government officials to bribe the police to force the victims’ families to desperate” was on the front page of major news websites, and the public was outraged. Emma Rosy was turned into a public enemy overnight, and was pinned on a high pillar of shame.
The third time they failed to communicate with the family of the deceased, Emma Rosy with torn and disheveled hair and clothes, escorted by her secretary, hurriedly fled, did not even have time to drive the car parked inside the construction site.
Emma Rosy was breathing heavily as she ran to the side of the road. The secretary raised her hand to stop a cab, but when the driver dropped the window and saw Emma Rosy’s face, he immediately shook his head in disgust and drove away. She did not expect the public opinion to be so serious this time.
Since this is the case, there is only one way left to go through the legal process.
The family of the deceased refused to apply for legal arbitration, Emma Rosy’s side took the initiative to request judicial intervention, and at the same time hired a professional public relations team to release the news that Wright Group voluntarily accepted the investigation of the judicial department, proving itself to be frank and honest. At the same time, they also want to tell everyone that no matter what kind of status or position people are hurt, the law is always the most effective weapon.
Once this news came out, there was another public outcry. The PR team then released a statement, claiming that they would sue the source of the rumors and slander on the internet, which barely silenced the mockery.
Tomorrow was the day of the investigation, and as night fell, Emma Rosy took off her tough disguise and sat on the carpet with a bottle of wine, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the colorful city.
This is probably the first time since she joined the Wright Group that she has been under so much pressure. In the past, when she watched Joe Wright deal with public opinion in a crisp and smooth manner, she always felt elegant and simple, but now when it comes to her own head, she is frightened and clueless.
This feeling is strange, even inexplicable, obviously Joe Wright, secretary, bodyguard … these people are standing around her, but she just feel cold, chills rise from the bottom of her heart, almost pervasive.
What will be waiting for her after tomorrow’s investigation can not be predicted at the moment. She just wanted to get herself drunk, preferably forever immersed in the dream world.
In a drunken haze, her body suddenly became light, and then she fell back into the hotel’s large, soft bed, and a warm, wet towel was placed over her face, roughly wiped a few times and left.
“It seems to take off the makeup …”
The man’s voice was heard vaguely, her heart fluttered, and her brain, numbed by alcohol, was instantly awake for a few moments. She opened her eyes to look over, and Alex Brown was half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, holding a wet cotton pad in his hand, awkwardly shifting his position to wipe away the heavy makeup from her eyes and eyebrows.
What are you doing here?
She asked in a muffled voice, but wasn’t sure if she could make a sound, and seeing that Alex Brown was still concentrating on his “work,” she thought he probably didn’t hear her.
It didn’t matter, his presence in the cold, lonely night had been the light of a fire, lighting up her gray sky. She instinctively reached out towards the light, completely trusting and dependent …
A night of spring.
When Emma Rosy woke up the next day, her mind was in turmoil, she had no recollection of how Alex Brown had entered the room last night or why he was lying next to her, and, scrambling to wrap herself in a bath towel, she anxiously woke the man up.
“Alex Brown, wake up, the prosecutor’s office will be here at ten o’clock, and there may be reporters outside the hotel, so get out of here while you can! Do you hear me?!”
Alex Brown rubbed his eyes, yawned and rolled over: “You go wash up first, I’m not leaving.”
Since he came here, how could he leave her alone again, no matter what predicament there is next, he will face it together with her.
At ten o’clock, the clerk of the Public Prosecutor’s Office arrived, as promised, and questioned Emma Rosy, as well as the relevant staff of the project, in the hotel conference room.