Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 12 A Conspiracy

Jazmine wanted to take her phone back, but her wrist was tightly locked. She looked up and saw Giancarlo’s mocking gaze.

Giancarlo answered the phone.

An anxious man’s voice came from the other side of the line. “Jazmine, Jennie said that you were hospitalized. What happened?

“Where are you? I am going to find you now…”

Without waiting for the other side to finish speaking, Giancarlo said coldly, “It seems that training abroad is useless. Otherwise, why is it that after four years, Mr. Berton still yearns for other people’s things?”

His voice was hoarse and cold, even with a hint of ridicule.

David turned silent.

After a long time, David said, “Where’s Jazmine? Put her on the phone.”

“David.” There was a layer of dark shadow in Giancarlo’s eyes. He said in a low voice, “The Berton family can protect you once, but they may not be able to help you for a lifetime.”

After that, Giancarlo directly hung up the phone.

“Did you do that to the Berton family back then?” Jazmine’s back tensed up as she asked in disbelief.

At that time, David was the one who disapproved of marriage the most. On the night before the wedding, she received a call from David saying that he had something to show her about the Tapia family.

However, she suddenly received news that the Berton family had been investigated and that David had been sent abroad overnight.

Now that she thought about it, everything seemed to be reasonable.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling upset?” Giancarlo frowned as he looked at her. For some reason, a wave of frustration rose in

his heart.

He looked down and saw the wound on Jazmine’s wrist. It was torn open and bleeding. He grabbed her wrist and was about to apply for the medicine, but she refused.

“Did you do it to the Berton family?”

Jazmine staggered to her feet, like a hedgehog covered in spikes. Her bright eyes were also full of disappointment.

like a thorn that stabbed

what if I did it?” The frustration in Giancarlo’s heart grew even stronger, and his tone became colder. “Now your father’s company is in a crisis. Do you still want

leave.” Before Giancarlo went out, he paused and said, “Then you should first consider the consequence. Whether the

was slammed

was left sitting on the bed,

front of her eyes. It was like an airtight huge conspiracy, trapping her in

She subconsciously picked it up. Her mother’s hoarse sobs came from the other side of the line.

phone? Did you tell him what happened to your father?” The voice on the other side sounded anxious and nervous as if she

could say the word

he is going to be arrested and sent to jail!”

words fell

suppressed her trembling. “Didn’t the company already apply for bankruptcy? How could they arrest

had always been a well–behaved businessman. He had started his business from nothing until

and ask Giancarlo for help. Your father is in bad health. He

go now.”

the door and got ready to go out.

help you.” The two bodyguards at

were imprisoning her in

gritted her teeth and said, “I want to see Giancarlo.”

did not move and continued to speak in a business–like manner, “I’m sorry,

Sure enough…

up inch by inch, Jazmine raised her head to force back the sourness in her eyes and raised her wrist. “How

wound on her wrist

blood dripped on the ground. It looked

at the door hesitated.

away

your wrist?” Owen looked

face was paler than before. There were many glass scratches on her wrist and the

inside?” Jazmine asked as if she could not

his

lips curved into a mocking smile as she asked softly.

time, Owen hesitated. “Let’s find a doctor to bandage you first. If it goes

to talk to

the door and entered.

could only stand