Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 142

Chapter 142

“Why are you in such a hurry? I haven’t even finished!” Thomas felt as if he had

his head in the sand. He couldn’t hear a single word.

It was frustrating.

“Aren’t there several surveillance cameras in the building, Uncle Dylan?” Colt hadn’t been interested in eavesdropping at first but when he found that nothing could be heard, he began to work at debugging the smart chair.

He was freely moving around in the chair after fiddling with the controls for a short while.

Both Thomas and Dylan were still empty-handed when he returned, driving him to offer them a reminder.

“Huh? You’re right. How could I have

forgotten?” It was only then that Dylan came to a realization.

He immediately switched on the giant screen hanging on the wall to check the surveillance footage.

Everything seemed normal.

Noah was making omelets while Madeline enjoyed snacks as she watched television.

Dylan was in disbelief at the sight.

Was he a babysitter for the duo upstairs?

Hmph, I better get an omelet too!

Dylan muttered angrily to himself and made plans to head upstairs to be a third wheel the moment the omelets were done cooking!

Before his temper could settle, he noticed something off with the footage.

The dishware in Noah’s hand was a celadon.

Huh?! That’s mine!

took me eight million to have it

the two children on his tail. The trio filed into the elevator

house outside the Fifth

Lowe was going at it hard. He

under him overtaken

when James was ready to change positions, the woman’s cell phone

intoxicated Suzette immediately sobered up and lazily grabbed

the rose under him so distracted by the insistent ringing. “Answer it later,

to

then hit

me.

said you fell off a cliff…” Suzette was ecstatic when she

don’t know. It’s really dark here. I’m scared,

also been made in secret and was cut before the girl could finish. There was also a blood-curdling scream

both

her beloved daughter was still

bad news was that

trembled nervously as she clutched onto her phone screaming for Angie to no

air and came to drape

she came to.

you hallucinating again? The cops called yesterday to inform you that she had fallen off a cliff. You

to hug her, but

me, James. It really was Angie who called me just now. She’s still

like

grabbed his arm and begged

daughter had gone missing, she had lost

was all dependent on Angie,

no hope for her without Angie. She drowned herself with alcohol and indulged in a drunken fantasy with

would be the

call, however, rekindled

to

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