My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 742

Mandy remained silent.

"Handle these servants. If they're helpful, keep them. If not, send them away," Bradley said as he

tossed an unlimited spending black card to Mandy. "Call if you need anything."

With that, Bradley returned to the car.

Mandy gazed at the service staff, her temples throbbing. Could Bradley really expect her to act like a

housekeeper?

The service staff exchanged intrigued glances upon noticing Mandy's unfamiliar role.

"All of you are old employees here. Those willing to stay, please stand on the left, and those who wish This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

to leave, stand on the right..."

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As soon as Bradley reentered the car, he reached for his tablet. Opening an app, he entered a set of

license plate numbers, and a red route appeared on the screen, leading to a Warner Group-owned

vacation hotel.

Bradley drove directly to the hotel and proceeded to the security office to review surveillance footage.

He watched as Gabriel entered a suite and checked Gabriel's room registration information at the front

desk.

"Mr. Warner, Mr. Sinclair is a VIP guest of our hotel. When he checked in, he presented a super VIP

card personally signed by the late Mr. Thomas."

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A few minutes later, Bradley stood in the corridor and rang the doorbell of Gabriel's room. The

realization that this elderly gentleman might have known his grandfather intrigued him.

"It's you?" Gabriel opened the door and displayed a hint of displeasure upon seeing Bradley.

"Mr. Sinclair, you're connected to my grandfather—"

Gabriel abruptly shut the door, clearly uninterested in conversing with Bradley.

Bradley furrowed his brow slightly with a hostile expression, remaining at the door and persistently

ringing the doorbell.

Inside the room, Gabriel put on earplugs and continued examining his documents.

The doorbell continued to ring, causing Gabriel to grow increasingly annoyed. He finally picked up the

phone and complained to the front desk.

Upon investigation, the front desk staff identified Bradley as the source of the disturbance. "Mr. Warner,

a guest has complained about you disturbing his rest."

Bradley paid no heed despite their words and stubbornly continued ringing the doorbell.

The front desk staff were powerless.

Naturally, Gabriel was frustrated and called the police for assistance.

When the police arrived to mediate the situation, Gabriel had completed packing his luggage. He

pushed two suitcases and stood by the door, smiling mockingly at Bradley.

"If Thomas knew how his grandson was behaving, he wouldn't rest in peace."

Gabriel tossed the VIP card personally gifted by Thomas into Bradley's hands and left swiftly under

police escort.

"Sir, please explain yourself!" Bradley examined the VIP card, confirming Thomas' signature. He

chased after Gabriel.

"Mr. Sinclair..."

Oliver took Gabriel's luggage and placed it in the car.

Gabriel looked disdainfully at Bradley and shut the car window with a sneer.

Bradley stood in front of the car and asked hoarsely, "Mr. Quill, how long will you keep me and Esther

apart?"

In response, Oliver swung his fist, delivering a hard blow to Bradley's chin.

"Bradley Warner, the Quill family's retaliation against you will officially commence!"