Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 950

The atmosphere suddenly got thick with tension.

Alma was so scared that she wanted to scream.

The bodyguards immediately stepped forward, supporting her while preparing to take her upstairs.

Omar sat down slowly, his voice frosty, “If you guys dare to let her out again, you’re toast.”

The two bodyguards shivered and hastened to take Alma upstairs.

Throughout this, Alma’s mind was a whirlwind, and she couldn’t believe her brother was out for her blood.

As she was pushed into the room, she blurted out, trembling, “Has my brother gone bonkers?”

Omar couldn’t hear her from downstairs, but the bodyguards turned pale as sheets.

“Ms. Alma, you’d best lay low here. The boss has been in a foul mood lately, haven’t you noticed there are way fewer people in the Casson family?”

Alma’s heart raced in fear, “What do you mean?”

The bodyguard looked around and then said under his breath, “Even Eden got the boot.”

Alma felt weak in the knees, almost falling over.

At this moment, she truly believed her brother had changed.

He used to be Grandpa’s good boy, but now he took over the Casson family in such a brutal way, wiping out anyone who opposed him.

People from the Casson family were either dead or sent away, with only a few remaining.

rise to power was brutal, making him exude

you want to get out, better not stir the pot. Nobody dares to ruffle the

needed someone to vent on. Anyone who pissed him off was asking

the door. She knew it was locked from the outside, no need for anyone to

freezing cold. Despite the approaching summer,

the room, the sweet voice on the other end asking, “How’s it going? did

fumbled for words but couldn’t

of the Sanders family was clearly getting impatient.

like I can’t count

really terrifying now.”

call was

in the good books of the Sanders family’s princess could she get a

Omar now, especially after sensing his murderous intent. She just wanted to stay in her room, life was more important than

in the Casson family had become the talk

what’s your

by lan’s bed.

medication, his wounds had scabbed over, and he

the door, lan thought it was Maja coming. Seeing a man, there was disappointment

pretended not to

always been a nutjob, nothing new

the bed. In his hands were

and pulled back the

this week. The boss of the EcoTraverse Group has been here several days, but you haven’t reacted at all. You are not planning on handing over the CEO position to

looked out the window, his eyebrows twitching slightly.

sun reached that

thought, the doorbell

quickly got up from the bed,

footing due to lan’s pull. If not for his agility, he

the door opened, lan saw Maja standing outside. He forced down the corners of his mouth, pretending not to