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.

concern was like a thorn that

even stronger, and his tone became colder. “Now your father’s company

paused and said, “Then you

was slammed

left sitting on the bed, dispirited.

unfolding in front of her eyes.

Her mother’s hoarse sobs

didn’t Giancarlo answer the phone? Did you tell him what happened to your father?” The voice on the other side sounded anxious and nervous as if she was grasping

Jazmine could say the

going to be arrested

fell

almost fell out of her hand. Jazmine suppressed her trembling. “Didn’t the company already apply for bankruptcy? How could they arrest Dad and send him

had always been a well–behaved businessman. He had started his business from nothing until now. How could

Giancarlo for help. Your

I’ll go

open the door and got ready to go

If you have anything to do, we can help you.” The two bodyguards at the door reached out and

was clear that they were imprisoning her in the

teeth and said,

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

Sure enough…

back the sourness in her eyes and raised her wrist. “How about this, then will he let me out or not?”

wound on her wrist was bleeding.

of blood dripped on the ground. It looked a

bodyguard at the door

them away and went

What’s wrong with your wrist?”

many glass scratches on

Giancarlo inside?” Jazmine asked as if she

his head.

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

find a doctor to bandage you first. If it goes on

have to talk to

the door and

her in time and could only stand at the door and