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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.”

Frank was a little worried, he still

Frank as he walked out. He saw a reporter doing a

got into the car

Frank was

had sharp eyes and saw Frank. They surrounded

Is Mrs. Lawrence still in there? Did

just saw Mr. Lawrence go in. What is he doing inside? When will

Did it prove that she was the one who pushed

Each one of

said coldly, “No

over

Holston City, in a rundown noodle

in front of her. She looked up at

to reliable sources, this villa is the house of Emmett Lawrence, the successor of

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

once bright and luxurious

appeared

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

like this because he brought people to the villa to look

Frank just said indifferently

kind people. Frank was not just a simple special assistant. His ability was also far better than

owner of the noodle

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

down the brim of the cap on her head. She

mouth. “I saw someone say that woman committed

talking about Winston Lawrence, aren’t you? I heard he is not dead. She would

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

No matter what, she is still Mr. Lawrence’s

and

noodles, she took

the pen that Emmett had

went upstairs to pour gasoline, she thought about it and

the safe was simple. It was Emmett’s birthday. She tried it

the money to the