My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 353

Upon hearing that, Esther quickly asked, “Can you help me investigate this matter?”

“Of course I can,” Jasper replied.

After pondering for a moment, Jasper continued. “Initially, Mr. Anstey wanted to sue Liliane to reclaim the dowry she received. But now that he’s deceased, the lawsuit has come to a halt, and Liliane has gained full control of his wealth.”

“I’m still legally the Ansteys’ adoptive daughter. Do you think I can take over his lawsuit?”

Esther took a deep breath. In truth, she had no interest in the Ansteys’ wealth. However, she couldn’t bear to see Liliane easily obtain all that money.

“I believe so, but we should consult a lawyer to be sure,” Jasper said.

Speaking in a serious tone, Jasper added, “I will call you back once I have heard from the lawyer. Meanwhile, Esther, you must be cautious. Don’t easily trust others. If anyone claims you should return to the country using my name, don’t believe them.”

“What’s going on?” Esther asked.

Jasper’s anxiety and unease. Initially, she had thought Bradley would target Jasper now that she was

return, and I’m concerned that someone might

“What do you mean,

for Bradley’s Twitter account, and you’ll understand,” Jasper advised.

“Do not trust anyone, especially those who approach you using my name. Your escape has wounded Bradley’s pride, and I fear he may resort to harmful

Esther asked worriedly, as she didn’t want Bradley to

hasn’t. Don’t worry. The Searle Group is not the kind of company Bradley can easily dismantle. Your focus

wanted to know the details of the bounty Bradley had placed on her, but Jasper didn’t intend to continue

the call after conveying

her laptop and searched for Bradley’s name. To her surprise, news about him appeared at the

she saw the news about the bounty placed on her.

Bradley, a man driven by logic, to take such a

he realize that the higher the bounty, the more danger

and she felt as though countless pairs

directly at her from various locations.

on her door. “Esther, it’s almost lunchtime. Is there any food you don’t