Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 195

At the hotel.

Ben, clean and dripping in water, came in and plopped down on his knees. “Ms. Larson, let me live!”

It seemed he had recognized her.

Olivia pulled a blanket from the side and threw it at Ben. She said through clenched teeth, “Look up.”

Ben obediently looked up at them, trembling. “Ms. Larson, Mr. Quinton, let me live.”

“It seems you recognize us. Who told you to hit Mr. Quinton?”

Ben bit his lip and hesitated as if frightened.

“Are you not going to tell me?”

Olivia put her hands around her chest, pretending to be calm. “You should know Mr. Quinton is a lawyer. We have the surveillance video of you hitting him. How many years do you think you’ll get for a hit-and-run?

“A minimum of three years for hit-and-run, and a minimum of ten years for intentional homicide. You might get the death penalty too!”

Zac answered, scaring Ben out of his wits with a few words.

She could see that Ben was afraid to die, or he would not be reduced to a beggar and live in degradation.

Not long after, Ben kneeled on the ground. “Dorothy told me to do it. I have nothing to do with it. Please let me go!”

‘I knew it was Dorothy!’

to hit Mr. Quinton

“Yes.”

you know, and your mother can peacefully live out her old age in Green Mountain Nursing Home,

“I’ll tell you!”

me this way!” Ben looked at the two in horror. “She wants

“Kill him?”

lip. “It’s not unusual for Dorothy

do know the Quinton family is the second largest family in

you want to live, tell me everything and come with

Terrified, Ben nodded.

knew Zac was

night, and I faked Dorothy’s car

who

changed as her nails dug into her

“Cole.”

“What?

-‘Cole?”

thought Cole was only a false witness, but he turned

‘But…’

and stared coldly at Ben, her lips trembling. “Did you see it with your own

I went with her to West Village the next day and saw Cole

Ben could finish, Olivia roared, “Shut

bent over and grabbed Ben. Staring at him with wide eyes, she asked through gritted teeth, “Why didn’t you save Uncle Wallace

Uncle Wallace treated you well, and

Cold sweat broke

scared.”

“Scared?”