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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 the ground. Sitting

deliveries probably wouldn’t even be

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from of the “If anything happens to her, I’ll make

with an unmist that

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

you think I

you’re just in time. Give me $700, and I won’t hold

and turned to Doris Seeing the blood trickling from the scrape on her forehead and her

her and softened his

there and shook her head. “No, it

and you say it doesn’t hurt? Lewis

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

expression turning so aggressive and menacing that he looked

fear, and he instinctively

had braked in time–Doris shouldn’t be seriously injured

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

or you’re not leaving The driver puffed up his chest, trying to muster the courage to stand

eyes cold and stormy, like the sky just before a

the driver subconsciously took

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

things and turned to Doris.

determined to move, but as soon as she took a step, pain shot through her scraped knee, making

wince.

hesitate–he

uncomfortable and

Lewis

placed her into Ivan’s

driven away, and Ivan returned to

the hospital,” Lewis

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

argue with a lawyer? He never stood a chance.” Ivan glanced

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street

Mitchell. I’ll be more careful

peripheral vision to

been staring out the window in complete silence, his expression

in the

and lightly tugged on Lewis’s sleeve. “Are

her food delivery gig. Now,

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

more careful next time,” Doris murmured, feeling guilty.

you might not be so lucky to only hurt your

knew she was in the wrong, and since he was clearly upset, she chose not to

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