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Lewis sat in his car when Daniel called. “Mr. Hartman, as per your instructions, we sent Leon’s misconduct files to Vincent West. Leon Morris has been fired.”

“Good,” Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

Last night, he had seen Leon touching Doris inappropriately–he could tell at a glance the guy was scum.

That bastard had dared to lay hands on his wife and even made her wear high heels as a greeter, injuring her feet. Did he really think he could get away with it?

For people like Leon, Lewis could make them disappear in a snap.

Suddenly, the car came to a halt. Lewis asked, “What’s going on?”

“I’ll check,” the driver said before stepping out.

A moment later, he returned, speaking carefully, “Mr. Hartman, there’s been an accident ahead, causing traffic congestion. I think it might be your wife.”

Lewis’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Your wife,” the driver, Hank, clarified.

“Doris?” Lewis’s brows furrowed tightly.

Hank nodded. “Do you want to check?”

Before Hank even finished speaking, Lewis had already pushed open the door and stepped out. “Drive off. Don’t wait for me.”

With that, he strode forward, his pace quickening without him realizing it.

Pulling out his phone, he called Ivan. “Hampstone Hotel entrance. Get here now!”

From a distance, he could already hear Doris apologizing to the male driver. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. I’m really sorry.”

But the driver wasn’t having it. He pointed at Doris and shouted angrily, “What use is sorry?

“If you wanna die, find someone else! Don’t drag me into this!

“Unbelievable!

“You almost got me into an accident, and now you’re crying like you’re the victim. Who are you trying to scare?

“Let me tell you I’m not afraid!

“There’s surveillance here, and it’s clear you weren’t looking where you were going. If you got yourself killed, it wouldn’t be my fault!

“But you better pay me for emotional distress and lost wages-$700, or you’re not leaving!”

scolding, nor did she bother with her own injuries. Instead, she looked at her damaged bike and the spilled food delivery scattered on

money she earned from today’s deliveries probably wouldn’t even be enough

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with early cerides and sound on from of the “If anything happens to her, I’ll make sure

voice was calm, fent it was faced with an unmist that that seat chills

intimidated by Lewis overwhelming presence. He stampered, “W–Who are

wife. Who do you

Give me $700, and I won’t hold her

Seeing the blood trickling from the scrape on her forehead and her tear–streaked face, he wanted to

in front of her and softened his voice,

see him there and shook her

you say it doesn’t hurt?

here” Doris pointed to her chest,

toward the driver, his expression turning so aggressive and menacing that he looked like a grim reaper straight from

in fear, and he instinctively

braked in time–Doris shouldn’t be seriously

for a check–up: Lewis

his chest, trying to

stared at him in silence, his eyes cold and stormy, like the sky just

presence, the driver subconsciously took a step back.

stepped beside the driver. “I’m Mr. Hartman’s lawyer. If

things and

determined to move, but as soon as she took a step, pain shot through

wince.

didn’t hesitate–he simply scooped

uncomfortable and

Lewis

placed her into Ivan’s car

the driver had driven away, and Ivan returned to

the hospital,” Lewis instructed.

and drove off. Doris asked, “That’s it?

course. Trying to argue with a lawyer? He never stood a chance.” Ivan glanced at the blood on

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the street

I’ll be more careful

her peripheral vision

been staring out the window in complete silence, his expression cold as ice.

in the car was

Doris reached out and lightly tugged on Lewis’s

supported her food delivery

be mad? I’m not the one who got hurt, Lewis replied without even looking

be more careful next time,” Doris murmured,

next time, you might not be so lucky to only hurt your arm. His words were

since he was clearly upset, she chose not to argue.

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