Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 167

Laurel’s POV

Jennifer burst into my hospital room like a hurricane. Her hair was a mess, her designer suit wrinkled, and mascara ran down her cheeks.

“Laurel!” she gasped, thrusting her handbag at me. “Everything’s in here. Take it!”

I grabbed the bag, surprised by its weight. Jennifer dropped to her knees beside my bed and clutched my hand.

“You have to save me!” she sobbed. “I didn’t think she would report it to the police!”

I stared at her, confused by this breakdown. Jennifer was always composed.

“Those men I sent were caught on camera beating her up,” she continued, her voice breaking. “She went to the police, and now they’re after me!”

“If Chen and the others hadn’t used their cars to shield me and helped me escape through the alleys, I’d be at the police station by now,” she said. “And this wouldn’t have made it to you safely.”

I glanced at the bag, carefully sliding it under my pillow.

“Only you can save me now,” Jennifer pleaded. “Ask Blake for help. He adores you, he’ll do anything you ask!”

She squeezed my hand. “If he speaks up, that woman will drop the charges!”

Her breathing grew erratic. “Please, Laurel! I don’t want to go to jail!”

I suddenly noticed a shadow in the doorway and pressed my finger to my lips. “Quiet,” I whispered. “Blake is here.”

Jennifer froze, her tear–streaked face turning toward the door. The color drained from her face when she saw Blake, arms

crossed, watching us.

Blake approached slowly. “If you need my help, perhaps you should tell me what happened.”

Jennifer’s mouth opened and closed, no words coming out.

“I…” she stammered.

I quickly jumped in with a small cough. “Blake darling,” I said, my voice warm. “Jennifer heard I was sick and thinks it’s because she upset me earlier. She’s panicking over nothing.”

I reached out to pat Jennifer’s head. “I already told her we discussed everything, and you’re not mad about that silly actor

incident.”

I gave her my most sincere smile. “We would never report her to the police. Jennifer’s just worried about me.”

you, Laurel. I knew you

turned to Blake, still kneeling. “Mr. Parker, I apologize for arranging

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stared down at

were in the hospital again, I was terrified. If I made your condition jail

story. “This has nothing to do with you,” I assured her. “Miss Sinclair still thinks I was behind those

only said mean things about me. But her people started calling Blake darling horrible names claiming

–

touched the corner of my eye. “Seeing them attack Blake broke me. I couldn’t

Blake could respond, Michael appeared in the

arranged, sir,” he reported, then paused at

set?”

nodded. “Yes. Miss Sinclair is already on her way. She said she’ll be at the Parker

“she wants you to bring

an eyebrow.

with Jennifer. When I asked what kind, she

when we got there.”

“I didn’t think they knew each

is their connection,” Blake

turned to us. “Jennifer, get up. We’re

collapsed with relief. “Thank

need to take Laurel to my grandfather’s

with

us.”

“Is

specifically requested,” Blake cut/her off. “Don’t try to avoid

Blake stepped outside with Michael, I leaned close to Jennifer. “Just come with us,” I whispered. “Even Audrey can’t bring police

me out of bed. She reached for

Blake is taking us there.

Audrey wanted with her. Whatever was happening, I needed

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Audrey’s POV

took a steaming cup from his butler and handed it to one

on such short notice, William said

the tea. “Not a problem.

the corner. I’d

more than just theft and assault charges

mid–sip. “Someone already reported the