Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

Sir, Your Ex-wife is Already Dead by Frida Hammond Chapter 12 A Conspiracy

Jazmine wanted to take her phone back, but her wrist was tightly locked. She looked up and saw Giancarlo’s mocking gaze.

Giancarlo answered the phone.

An anxious man’s voice came from the other side of the line. “Jazmine, Jennie said that you were hospitalized. What happened?

“Where are you? I am going to find you now…”

Without waiting for the other side to finish speaking, Giancarlo said coldly, “It seems that training abroad is useless. Otherwise, why is it that after four years, Mr. Berton still yearns for other people’s things?”

His voice was hoarse and cold, even with a hint of ridicule.

David turned silent.

After a long time, David said, “Where’s Jazmine? Put her on the phone.”

“David.” There was a layer of dark shadow in Giancarlo’s eyes. He said in a low voice, “The Berton family can protect you once, but they may not be able to help you for a lifetime.”

After that, Giancarlo directly hung up the phone.

“Did you do that to the Berton family back then?” Jazmine’s back tensed up as she asked in disbelief.

At that time, David was the one who disapproved of marriage the most. On the night before the wedding, she received a call from David saying that he had something to show her about the Tapia family.

However, she suddenly received news that the Berton family had been investigated and that David had been sent abroad overnight.

Now that she thought about it, everything seemed to be reasonable.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling upset?” Giancarlo frowned as he looked at her. For some reason, a wave of frustration rose in

his heart.

He looked down and saw the wound on Jazmine’s wrist. It was torn open and bleeding. He grabbed her wrist and was about to apply for the medicine, but she refused.

“Did you do it to the Berton family?”

Jazmine staggered to her feet, like a hedgehog covered in spikes. Her bright eyes were also full of disappointment.

sense of disappointment and concern was like a thorn that stabbed over

The frustration in Giancarlo’s heart grew even stronger, and his tone became colder. “Now your father’s company is in a crisis. Do you still want to plead for David?”

help you leave.” Before Giancarlo went out, he paused and said, “Then you should first consider

was slammed shut.

left sitting on

beginning, were now clearly unfolding in front of her eyes. It was like an airtight huge

it up. Her mother’s hoarse sobs came from the other side

on the other side sounded anxious and nervous as if she was grasping

Jazmine could say the word divorce, she heard the sound of

he is going to be arrested and sent to jail!”

words fell loudly.

company already apply for bankruptcy? How could they

a well–behaved businessman. He had started his business from nothing

Giancarlo for help. Your father is

I’ll go

phone, Jazmine pushed open the door

we can help you.” The two bodyguards at the

they were imprisoning her in the room.

teeth and said,

speak in a business–like manner, “I’m sorry, Ms. Gardner. Mr. Tapia

Sure enough…

back the sourness in her eyes and raised her wrist. “How about

on her wrist was

blood dripped on the ground. It looked

The bodyguard at

away and

wrist?” Owen

glass scratches

if she could not feel the pain.

his head.

Ms. Larsen?” Her lips curved into a mocking smile as she asked

a doctor to bandage you first. If it goes on like this, you will lose too much blood.”

to

pushed open the door

could not stop her in time and could only stand at the door and watch.