CEO's Substitute Bride

Frank sucked in a breath of cold air because he felt the pain, but he didn't fight back. He just let Emmett hit him.

Xavier also rushed over at this time. He grabbed Emmett's arm. "Emmett, calm down!"

Emmett had completely lost his mind. How could he still listen to Xavier's words? He even turned around and beat Xavier up.

Xavier's family used to be in the underworld. He was good at fighting, but he could not stand Emmett who had lost his mind.

In the end, both of them were covered in bruises. They were so tired that they could not fight anymore. The two of them directly laid in the burnt ashes.

When the two of them were fighting, Frank did not stop them. He only brought people to search the villa inside and outside.

As expected, there was no trace at all.

This fire burned everything clean.

Frank walked to Emmett's side, his voice a little hoarse. "I didn't find Young Madame."

Frank was ready to get beaten when he finished speaking.

However, the punch did not fall.

Emmett didn’t hit him as he expected.

Emmett did not react at all when he heard him. He just stared at the burnt ceiling without moving, as if he did not hear what Frank said.

Frank turned his head to look at Xavier.

Xavier wiped the corner of his mouth and propped himself up. He rudely spat a mouthful of blood into the pile of ashes beside him. "Ignore him. He’s gone crazy. Damn it, I can't even get up. Frank, quickly help me!"

Frank walked over and helped Xavier up.

Xavier shook for a while before he stood up.

Emmett had just hit him hard. If it wasn't because he had practiced before, he couldn’t have stood a chance and would have been in the emergency room by now.

When he reached the wound, Xavier sucked in a breath of cold air. He moved closer to Frank and whispered, "Just let your young master calm down alone. Don't worry about him."

Although Frank was a little worried, he still nodded.

Xavier was supported by Frank as he walked out. He saw a reporter doing a live interview with his back facing the burnt villa.

Xavier quickly took a detour and got into the car from the other side.

However, Frank was not so lucky.

The reporters had sharp eyes and saw Frank. They surrounded him.

"Are you Mr. Lawrence's subordinate? Is Mrs. Lawrence still in there? Did she commit suicide out of guilt?"

"I just saw Mr. Lawrence go in. What is he doing inside? When will he come out?"

"I heard that Mrs. Lawrence received a subpoena from the court today and committed suicide. Did it prove that she was the one who pushed Mr. Winston Lawrence down the stairs?"

The reporters' questions were all centered on Alyssa. Each one of them was sharper than the last.

Frank said coldly, "No comment."

Then, the bodyguards came over and chased the reporter away.

In a village north of Holston City, in a rundown noodle house.

Alyssa sat at the dining table with a bowl of steaming hot egg noodles in front of her. She looked up at the news that was being broadcasted on the television.

"At noon today, a villa halfway up the mountain in the city caught fire. According to reliable sources, this villa is the house of Emmett Lawrence, the successor of the Lawrences."

Then, the scene changed. It was an interview report by a reporter at the villa scene.

Following the camera, Alyssa saw that the once bright and luxurious villa had turned into ruins.

Frank's figure appeared in the camera.

Frank, who always wore a suit and shoes, also had a dirty look in the camera. He was in a very sorry state.

Alyssa thought that Frank probably looked like this because he brought people to the villa to look for her.

No matter how sharp the reporters asked, Frank just said indifferently and calmly, "No comment."

None of Emmett's people were kind people. Frank was not just a simple special assistant. His ability was also far better than being a special assistant.

The owner of the noodle house was a middle-aged man.

Seeing Alyssa watching the news, he also sat to the side and clicked his tongue. "This rich person has a lot of trouble. I heard that the girl is only in her early twenties. My daughter is also of her age. Sigh, what a pity to die such young age!"

Alyssa heard this and pulled down the brim of the cap on her head. She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

She casually opened her mouth. "I saw someone say that woman committed suicide out of guilt."

The boss naturally continued, "She didn’t do anything so evil to deserve death. You're talking about Winston Lawrence, aren't you? I heard he is not dead. She would only be sentenced to a few years at most."

Alyssa ate a mouthful of noodles and continued to stir the noodles. "That may not be the case. What if the people of Lawrence family feel that locking her up for a few years does not calm their anger? In addition, the Lawrence family has great power and influence. In the end, the woman’s fate is dependent on their decision.”

"The Lawrence family won't be so ruthless, right? No matter what, she is still Mr. Lawrence's wife."

Alyssa smiled and stopped talking.

After she finished her noodles, she took out a box from her bag.

It was the box with the pen that Emmett had locked in his safe.

She rarely saw Emmett treasure anything like this. When she went upstairs to pour gasoline, she thought about it and could not bear it, so she took out the box.

The password to the safe was simple. It was Emmett's birthday. She tried it once and opened it.