Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 943

After her face got wrecked, Alma’s hate boiled over. She only found slight comfort in the misery of the two.

She caught wind of the latest from the Star Movie Group and got a wicked idea. She planned to bring down all the talented peeps in the group and break them down till they couldn’t face the camera anymore.

That was Alma’s plan. She didn’t have to pay any price for it, ‘cause there was no evidence for what happened tonight. She wasn’t going to jail.

Cops were swarming all over. She and her brother hadn’t done anything illegal. At most, they’d have to give a statement.

But Maja and Cornelia were in deeper shit.

Alma’s face was all smug, though it looked kind of terrifying because of the scars on half her face.

In the end, everyone was hauled to the police station.

Alma kept stirring the pot, but Maja and Cornelia didn’t bite.

Omar tried to shut her up, but Alma started talking about their late mother.

“Bro, you promised Mom you’d look out for me.”

Omar felt like things were getting crazy and sort of lost his bearings.

He saw Cornelia sitting in a corner. He wanted to go to her, but she was just clenching Maja’s hand. That was the only way she could keep her cool.

Soon, everyone finished giving their statements. Alma was the first to leave.

She gave Maja a look and said it without any hesitation.

“This is just the beginning. Shawn, Wilma, Elvis. I’ll make sure they all disappear within a month.”

Maja looked at her without any expression.

thought she had nothing to fear. But when she saw

she snapped out of it, she

about to become the heir to the Casson

to get rid of her scars completely.

too,

to bail Cornelia out.”

this amusing.

think you and Cornelia still have a chance. She killed one of your

wouldn’t do something

just insisted Cornelia was a good

get the short end of the

Cornelia straight

even wanted to blind herself. How could she have fallen for him? How could

made her feel sick. A helpless kind

was the

days, Maja helped her

the burial, Omar was

those days, he probably finally understood

‘Cornelia, I’m sorry”

smoking, and the wind was messing up his hair.

didn’t say anything to him. She just

days, Cornelia hadn’t said a word.

steering wheel. She’d arranged for a room in the staff dorms for Cornelia and was taking her there. Other people would move in

were also many bodyguards. Though it was just a small room, the security was better

two suitcases, arrived at

things out of the

her mental state. “I

crew is coming soon. I’ll cooperate

“What about after?”

had no family. What were her plans?