My Dreamy Old Husband

With that, Sophia immediately threw Alex to the ground. She had lost her sympathy for this old man; he had conspired with Sandra to make an attempt on Derek’s life last time, and now, he almost got Albert killed. Wasn’t he tired of pulling the same trick twice? Were his sons so worthless in his eyes? Wasn’t it enough to kill one of them?

“Son! My son! You guys killed my son, so give my son back to me! Give him back to me!” Alex wailed indistinctly. He reached out his hand and tried to grab Sophia, but Dimon—who was next to her—kicked him aside.

Sophia looked at Alex as he rolled about on the ground. She found him to be both wretched and detestable, so she decided not to care about him anymore. As a parent, she couldn’t understand why someone would be so cruel as to inflict harm on his son again and again. She didn’t know if Alex had a hand in the attempt on Albert’s life this time, but Alex had done so before. Even if he didn’t do this himself, he probably had acquiesced in this.

Walking up to the police car, she thanked the police officers on duty. “Thank you for your hard work, comrades. I’ll send these people back. I’m so sorry for troubling you guys to keep watch here in such cold weather.”

The sky was dark, and it was snowing; the weather was so cold that the passersby didn’t want to stay any longer. They had watched the spectacle the Mitchells put on last time, so they were bored when the Mitchells pulled the same trick this time.

After the onlooking crowd slowly dispersed, Sophia had her people stuff Alex and the Mitchells into the cars before sending them back to the Mitchell Residence.

Sandra was so strong on this day that she was barely held down by three to four burly men before being escorted into the car with her hair in disarray. While she was getting into the car, she swore and said, “Guys! Someone’s killed! Cooper Mitchell, the president of Dragon Technology, killed my younger brother Albert! You guys are colluding with law enforcers and treating human lives as if they’re worthless; you all won’t be able to die a natural death!”

Sophia picked her ear while glancing at Sandra, who was behaving like a lunatic. She looked quite scary with her unkempt hair and ferocious expression. Sophia had no idea whether this was because she had injected herself with a high dose of stimulants or because this was her nature.

her wailing didn’t work at all, Sandra suddenly let out a scream and struggled with all her might. Surprisingly, she broke free of everyone’s grasp and burst out of the car

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the scene. Upon seeing what had happened, they were also at a loss for what to do; it wasn’t until a dozen police officers and citizens worked together that the mad Sandra was finally held

with him; he immediately gave the subdued Sandra a shot of tranquilizers, but it didn’t work at all. Instead, Sandra became

Sandra that she turned around and got into her car. Her car was a sports car custom-built for her by Michel Automobile Manufacturing; made by a military enterprise, the car was bulletproof. After Sophia got into the car, Sandra went around it and clawed at it like a wild beast, but she couldn’t leave a trace on it no matter how sharp her fingernails

to herself. Even so, she didn’t regret selling the drug to Sandra; the latter only had herself to thank for what she

scream that made one’s hair stand on its end. Dimon caught up with her from behind and gave her two consecutive shots of tranquilizers. Surprisingly, the shots didn’t

officers had never seen such a violent person before; they took out their stun batons and gave Sandra a few shocks. However, instead of being knocked out, Sandra became even stronger as if she had been recharged. She

and sent her to the hospital right away. The passersby and Alex’s family were stupefied as they looked on! Finally, Sophia sent Alex and his family back; she even dropped by the Mitchell Family’s ancestral home. After all, this place

fell into decline, Sarah’s brother bought this place back with Harry’s help. The family currently lived here, and Sarah often

into the ancestral home to look at its conditions. The Mitchell Family’s ancestral home was really huge; it was a relatively classic courtyard house with five layers of large courtyards. The fact that the Mitchell Family could build such a large residential compound in downtown Bayside City served as proof

big house, but it wasn’t as big as this one. Moreover, the two houses’ prices were totally different. They’re so d*mn rich… God only knows how much