Chapter 132

Leon straight–up attacked someone right in front of the cops, making them all look pretty uneasy. They hurried to get Yolanda to the hospital.

Turned out, she was suffering from low blood sugar–she’d barely touched breakfast and purposely skipped lunch, having planned for this outcome.

Now that she was in the hospital, the police naturally had to notify her family.

When Charles got the call, he went silent for a few seconds, then paused his meeting and headed straight for the hospital.

Yolanda lay on the hospital bed, pale as a sheet, her eyelashes trembling faintly–she looked utterly fragile.

Charles glanced at the two police officers standing nearby.

The cops all recognized Charles—after all, the Sinclair Group pumped huge investments into national projects every year.

Charles reached out and ruffled Yolanda’s hair. “I stamped that contract myself. Just tossed my wife a position, that’s all. How did it blow up into something this big?”

As soon as he finished, Yolanda grabbed his hand. “I want a lawyer. I’m going to sue Leon Cole.”

She’d never been this headstrong before, but now there was fire blazing in her eyes–like her stare could scorch Charles’s fingers.

She’s been different lately, so much more animated.

Charles swallowed twice. “Sinclair Group’s PR department is yours.”

Yolanda flashed him a bright smile. “Babe, you’re seriously the best. Don’t worry about me, go clock in! The lawyers will take care of the rest–I promise I’m fine,” she told him.

Charles really couldn’t pause his work over this. He checked in with the cops, made sure everything was sorted, and left.

Leon didn’t even bother with the hospital. He stormed over to Starlight, bursting in to stop the staff from touching his office.

table. “Put everything back, right fucking now! You idiots don’t know Yolanda- yeah, that bitch–already got

rang out, full of

did pass out, so what? Worst case, he’d just shell out some cash. Money? He

outside the office. Everyone saw the police take Yolanda away,

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back in without a scratch, you could see a flicker of disappointment in some

out on the top floor all day, hoping to get her hands on

dutifully waited outside the building

people up on the top floor, shooting each other glances. Everyone felt

office. She didn’t say a word–she just broke down crying as soon as she walked

of her coffee.

the cops. Ms. Hall, is it true she actually got someone to play a Sinclair Group inspector and stamped a fake chop on that contract? Will she go to jail? How long would they

to reassure the girl–someone like Yolanda just

excuses.

carefully putting her coffee down on

much calmer than the young woman, who’d already started tearing up more

her temples. “Stop

“Sorry, Ms. Hall. I really lost it. It’s just… I thought we finally

clamping her hand over her

her screen. She leaned back in

was probably hurting even more, but she didn’t have

her.

out a sigh. “Let’s just wait and see—maybe tomorrow. I can’t shake the feeling she’s not

and innocent, and the

Mary couldn’t help but hold onto hope one more time, even if

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