Chapter 62 Prelude To Trash

Lawrence parked his car by the roadside and stared into the villa district in front of him.

The Lockwood family lived in this villa district.

This is where Philip Lockwood and his family stayed most of the time.

Olivia drove her car out of the villa. As her beautiful Lamborghini whizzed past Lawrence, who happened to roll down his windows, the exhaust gas from her car got into his face.

Before Lawrence could even scold or reason with the driver, the Lamborghini had already sped ahead, leaving Lawrence fuming mad. He was about to drive away when he saw the Lamborghini reversing back. The car windows slid down, revealing Olivia’s attractive face.

Lawrence said furiously, “I was wondering which impudent person it was and it turned out to be you. Are you here to apologize?”

“Apologize?” Olivia raised her eyebrows and sneered. “I should be questioning you instead. Why are you parked outside my house? What ulterior motives do you have? Did that little celebrity send you here?”

Lawrence was abashed and quickly denied it. “Miss, you’re really not ladylike at all. Let me ask you, where’s the woman from yesterday who was even fiercer than you? Where is Isabella?”

“Well. I don’t think you’re much of a gentleman, either. Listen, purple eyes, get out of here right now. This instant. Otherwise, I’ll call security and have you arrested. You look like up you are up to no good, sneaking around like this.”

“You!” Lawrence was a prideful person after all. He was indignant to be ridiculed like this.

Olivia was not someone to be trifled with, either. She snorted. “Aren’t you going to leave?”

Lawrence’s face was livid with rage, but he did not want to further embarrass himself and eventually left.

Olivia followed behind him just to make sure.

Lawrence drove away with a dark face, but he was deep in thought.

The woman who knew his identity was from the Lockwood family. Hence, it was not surprising that Olivial knew him.

Hence, because he knew the Lockwood family stayed there, he complied and drove away.

territory. His identity would not play well to his

little apprehensive of the

he could not help but sympathize with Samantha. Of all the people to offend, she had to

hotel and immediately sent the location of the Lockwood family to Samantha. Samantha stared at the address of the villa. Only the elites of Dawton City

child, she could marry into an affluent and wealthy family? Samantha’s resentment intensified. She quickly picked up her phone and called Mrs. Thompson. “Hello, Mom, I

there right now. Bring the reporters along. Rich people are terrified of having their scandals exposed. When you are there, make sure

a cast? What’s there to

and impatience in Samantha’s

you don’t let the media see how miserable you are, how can everyone know how vicious Isabella

You will go to their

up the phone. The corners of her lips curled up mischievously. There was no

herself from this mess

Loraine’s house. Isabella brought a few bottles of pills

the group of reporters to the villa to stir trouble, Isabella and

area but were stopped by the security guards. Mrs. Thompson pushed Mr. Thompson to the front. However, seeing that they still could not enter, Mrs. Thompson simply

cameras at them and started clicking

out of the villa district from time to time. All of them were piqued to see such a scene in the villa district. This was an exclusive district for the affluent, how could anyone just come here? And there were even

them started to make phone calls

security team rushed over

was the use of the security team rushing

wheelchair with a bandage on his head. No one would dare lay their hands on

around, what

away. We’re only here

guards looked at each other. The security captain furrowed his brows and said in a

my daughter. My daughter married into a wealthy family from this villa district. After she became rich, she abandoned her parents. Her father is seriously injured now, and I, a housewife, have no wish to live anymore. Please do me a favor and

If what this woman said was true and her daughter had married into a family from this villa district, then he could not possibly

any of the residents in the villa area.

of a stern and solemn middle-aged man. This middle-aged man asked impatiently, “Who’s your daughter?

on television. The reporters recognized him and immediately picked up their cameras to take photos.

He just

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