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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!”

damaged bike and the spilled food delivery scattered on the ground. Sitting there, she cried like a child abandoned by their

deliveries probably wouldn’t even be enough to cover

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with early cerides and sound on from of the

it was faced with an unmist that that

presence. He stampered, “W–Who are

wife. Who do you think I

$700, and I won’t

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

softened his

surprised to see him there and shook her head. “No,

say it doesn’t hurt?

hurts here” Doris pointed to her chest, her tear–stained face looking pitiful

and menacing that he looked like a grim reaper straight

driver’s face twisted in fear, and he instinctively took two

braked in time–Doris shouldn’t be

taking you to the hospital for a check–up: Lewis carefully helped Doris up.

puffed up his chest,

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

presence, the driver

the driver. “I’m Mr. Hartman’s lawyer. If you have any

and turned to Doris. “Can you walk?”

soon as she took a step, pain shot through

wince.

Lewis didn’t hesitate–he simply scooped

uncomfortable and struggled slightly.

move,” Lewis

her into Ivan’s car and

the driver had driven away, and Ivan returned to the car.

hospital,” Lewis

started the car and drove off. Doris asked, “That’s it? It’s settled just like that?”

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the street next

Mr. Mitchell. I’ll be more careful in

subtly used her peripheral vision to observe

got into the car, he had been staring out

the car was suffocating

reached out and lightly tugged on Lewis’s sleeve. “Are

supported her food delivery gig. Now, something had actually happened.

hurt, Lewis replied without even looking at her, his

next time,” Doris murmured,

so lucky to only hurt your arm. His words were venomous.

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

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