Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Chapter 15

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Meanwhile, the bodyguards received an interim notice that they needed to gather for a meeting.

But when they arrived at the backyard of the hospital, they found that there was no one at all.

They looked at each other and their expressions changed.

When they returned to the ward, the door was ajar, and the ward was empty.

“Where is the patient here?” One of the bodyguards stopped a nurse.

The nurse frowned and replied, “Her family member took her home. The discharge procedures have been done.”

The bodyguard’s face turned pale as death as he dialed a number.

There was a meeting in the Tapia Group.

Suddenly, the phone buzzed.

The person who was giving a slide presentation was stunned and subconsciously looked at the man in the middle of the conference table.

Giancarlo sat there, his eyes indifferent and cold. His slender fingers bent as he hung up the phone directly.

However, the phone vibrated again. Giancarlo raised his hand slightly and answered the phone. After he heard what the person on the other side of the phone said, his face was gloomy and cold.

The sudden pressure made everyone in the conference room silent. They did not dare to speak.

They seldom saw Giancarlo so angry. When a leading enterprise wanted to get some attention unwisely last time, Giancarlo was furious.

The result was predictable. That enterprise had long since ceased to exist.

Outside the door, Owen waited anxiously. When he saw Giancarlo come out and was about to speak, he met Giancarlo’s cold

gaze.

It was like countless sharp blades that pierced through Owen’s face.

“Check it.” Giancarlo gave a simple reply. His face was even colder than before.

Giancarlo stopped in his tracks, turned around, and said in an even colder voice, “Check what the Berton family has been doing recently by the way.”

After Giancarlo finished speaking, he left directly.

Only Owen was left standing there, his back covered in sweat.

Owen knew what Giancarlo meant. Since the Berton family dared to get involved in this, they should know that they’d be

implicated.

After the check, the Berton farmily might meet their doom.

Owen sighed and looked down at the message on the phone, followed by three exclamation marks. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Ms. Gardner has left with Mr. Berton!”

This was shocking news.

Owen admired Jazmine very much the moment he saw this message. Very few people could challenge Giancarlo’s bottom line again and again and live until now.

The car suddenly accelerated.

Jazmine’s phone buzzed many times. It was Giancarlo who kept calling her.

Jazmine’s fingers paused for a moment, but in the end, she hung up and turned off her phone.

“I’m most familiar with foreign countries, and I have been doing business abroad recently. I’ll take you to the manor I bought

there.”

David’s voice was gentle, making Jazmine feel comfortable like a breeze. He was describing a completely different beautiful

life.

The smile on David’s lips deepened as he said softly, “By the time you land, Jennie will be almost there. By then…”

A piercing sound was heard.

The car suddenly came to a halt.

Jazmine lost her balance, and her head uncontrollably knocked against the back of the seat in front of her. Her heart beat uneasily before, and now it was beating faster and more frequently.

Jazmine felt that her heart was about to shoot into her throat.

David looked angry. He frowned at the car in front.

A car suddenly appeared and blocked David’s way. Just now, David was caught off guard and hit the car.

“What happened?” Jazmine’s palms were covered in sweat, and she instinctively became vigilant.

No accidents were allowed at this critical moment.

The door of the car ahead opened.

At that moment, Jazmine’s face turned pale.

Jazmine saw the last person she wanted to see.

Giancarlo was wearing the suit that he had not changed in the morning. He looked expressionless yet angry.

The tailored suit made Giancarlo look taller and straighter. As he walked over step by step, Jazmine felt great pressure.

Jazmine gritted her teeth and said, “Drive!”

Jazmine watched as Giancarlo walked to her and bent over to look into the car. His eyes were bright black

David looked bad. He turned the car key a few times but failed. He clenched his fist and smashed it on the steering wheel. His voice was hoarse and somewhat helpless. “The car can’t drive.”

The violent impact just now caused some problems in the car.

Something worse happened.

The front and back were soon surrounded by cars.

They couldn’t leave. David had chosen a deserted path, but he did not expect to be discovered so quickly.

Knock knock knock!

Giancarlo knocked at the widow. He bent his fingers and looked coldly through the window.

Giancarlo’s lips curled into a cold sneer.

Jazmine was nervous. She saw a few people staggering over. The car door opened, and David’s parents got off!

David’s parents were not as high–spirited as before. They looked scared and said in a hoarse voice, “Get off, you bastard!

“Do you have to ruin our family before you give up? I should have sent you far away back then and never let you come back!”

David’s parents slammed the car window and shouted at the top of their lungs.

David closed his eyes. He felt tired. The same thing happened four years ago.

However, David did not want to do the same as he did four years ago.

“Jazmine, I can take you…”

“Open the door.”

Jazmine interrupted David.

David turned his head in surprise, but he met Jazmine’s calm eyes.

David had always known that Jazmine was very beautiful. She was stunning and arrogant. But now, she was totally different. Her calmness made David feel shocked.

Even when Jazmine was being cornered, she still kept her chin slightly lifted, but the darkness deep in her eyes was like a flame that touched water. It was a little dim, making people feel a little distressed.

“Jazmine,” David said determinedly, “I can take you out.”

“Open the door. This is between him and me, I can solve it myself.” Jazmine’s lips curved into a smile, looking as bright as when she was young.

When the car door was unlocked, Jazmine gripped the handle. Her fingers were white, and her eyes were inexplicably sore.

However, the moment Jazmine opened the door, her wrist was grabbed from the outside.

That hand was bone–piercingly cold, and with enough strength, it ruthlessly pinched Jazmine’s wrist.

With great force, Giancarlo pulled Jazmine out of the car. She staggered and before she could stand firm, Giancarlo chucked her under the chin.

“Jazmine, this is not the first time I’ve warned you.” Giancarlo’s face was cold as he tried to suppress his anger. He sneered, “But you still want to challenge my bottom line again and again.

“Do you think that your father’s punishment is not heavy enough? Isn’t it enough to be in jail?”

Giancarlo’s words fell heavily on Jazmine’s ears.

Jazmine looked up in shock as she felt a shiver down her spine.

In jail?