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.

she saw Maja’s eyes, she got a little

snapped out of

life. Her brother was about to become the heir to the Casson family. Even with her messed–up face, she could still

way to get

giving his statement too,

bail Cornelia out.”

found this amusing.

you can’t seriously think you and Cornelia still have a chance. She killed one of your

do something like

He just

the short end of the

laughable. Cornelia

have fallen for him? How could she have

sick. A helpless kind of

was the real despair.

helped her deal with her

the day of the burial, Omar was there too.

finally understood what this

‘Cornelia, I’m sorry”

was smoking, and the wind was messing up

say anything to him. She

days, Cornelia hadn’t said a word.

a room in the staff dorms for Cornelia and was taking her there. Other people

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

carrying two suitcases, arrived at Cornelia’s floor.

of the suitcases and put

was worried about her mental state. “I

coming soon. I’ll cooperate

“What about after?”

no family. What were her