My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols Chapter 122 You Can’t Stay Here

Alston and Lloyd didn’t find any clues, so they went back to the Smith family. Just as they got there, they saw Greg standing at the door, frowning.

“Greg, what’s going on?”

Seeing that Alston was back, Greg’s expression brightened. “Mr. Smith, Ms. Brooks has left just now. She took away the jewelry and some clothes in her room.”

“OK.” Alston didn’t care about these at all. He just ordered, “Send all her things to her after she finds a place to stay.”

Greg nodded. And then he asked worriedly, “Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith… I heard that she felt uncomfortable just now and was in the hospital. Now that she hasn’t come back yet, would there be something wrong?”

Alston was stunned for a moment. He got a hint from Cynthia that she pretended to be uncomfortable on purpose, and they deliberately acted the drama for Stella and the wire-puller. Now she was probably at her

mom’s place.

“Pack up her personal belongings and send them to Maple Garden. And ask Mrs. Lewis to go take care of her

there,” Alston ordered.

And then he got into house with Lloyd.

Looking at their backs, Greg sighed. Mrs. Smith was pregnant, and he thought that they would be in harmony, but he didn’t expect that there would be such an incident.

Stella was so hateful. When could she stop messing around?

The photo was found in the mailbox in front of the Smith family. Alston and Lloyd checked it and found that there was someone who put the envelope into the mailbox in the early morning. He was wearing a black coat,

scarf, mask, and sunglasses.

After dropping the envelope, he looked around and then left after seeing no one else.

That person was well-disguised, he covered any inches of skin that could be seen. They could only see that he was short and thin, but couldn’t tell if he was a man or a woman.

“This person should be someone both Cynthia and I know. It should be Clare, or Hulda, or one of the Miller

family.”

Alston got up after watching the surveillance video. His expression was cold.

Lloyd was stunned for a moment and thought it through. “If it was a stranger, he should ask for money with those photos, but the wire-puller didn’t ask for anything. He just wanted to use the photos to provoke the relationship between you and Mrs. Smith. I think you’re right.”

Alston snorted, and there was anger in his eyes. “It seems that they are too idle. Lloyd, start the plan. Suppress the Miller family and Clare!”

stood up straight with a serious look and said, “Yes, Mr.

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her big suitcase and stood in front of Clare’s villa with

of the Smith family. For her robbing her younger

Bryan’s bed back then, the Brooks family hated her so much

then. Now she could only go to Clare’s

a deep breath, stepped forward and rang the doorbell. After a while, a servant answered the

Clare for a long time, so she was familiar with Stella.

surprised. “Mrs.

by her.

saying that, she pushed aside the servant and entered the villa

moment. She didn’t dare to offend Stella, so she

suitcase in.

water the servant

answered, “He’s sleeping upstairs and hasn’t

thinking for a while, she put down the water and walked

“Mrs. Smith, you can’t disturb Mr. Clare when he sleeps.

be angry.”

said arrogantly, “I’m not someone else.

her and walked up to the

was complexities, as if

in

ajar. Stella walked in there

satisfied.

his bedroom. Seeing Clare lying on the bed, she hesitated and moved over

looked at her vigilantly. Seeing that it was Stella, his

before. She was taken aback and fell off the bed. And

in pain.

stairwell. Hearing Clare’s roar and Stella’s cry of pain,

let her in?” Clare

turned pale with fear. “I reminded her

Smith… She said she

suppress the anger in his heart. Rubbing the space between his eyebrows, he

the servant to leave.

aggrieved. Clare was still angry, but his voice

find me? If you want to see me, send me a message, and

you come here so casually,

it out!”

“What?” Clare was stunned.

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