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 fiercely.

Giancarlo’s heart grew even stronger, and his tone became colder. “Now your father’s

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

door was slammed

sitting on the bed, dispirited.

the beginning, were now clearly unfolding in front of

buzzed again. She subconsciously picked it up. Her mother’s hoarse sobs came from the other side of

The voice on the other side sounded anxious and nervous as if she was grasping at her last

I…” Before Jazmine could say the word divorce, she

to be arrested

words fell

almost fell out of her hand. Jazmine suppressed her trembling. “Didn’t the company already

started his business from nothing

for help. Your father is in bad health. He

I’ll go

Jazmine pushed open the door and got ready

to do, we can help you.” The two bodyguards at the door reached

was clear that they were imprisoning her in

of the way.” Jazmine gritted her teeth and

and continued to speak in a business–like manner, “I’m

Sure enough…

inch by inch, Jazmine raised her head to force back the sourness in her eyes and raised her

on her wrist was

ground. It

The bodyguard at the door

pushed them away and went

What’s wrong with your wrist?” Owen

than before. There were many glass scratches on her wrist and the scabs

if she could not feel

his

curved into a

you first. If it

to

pushed open the door and

her in time and could only stand at the door