The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming

Chapter 82: Chapter 81: The Choice

―――Early the next morning, South City.

A black car was still driving on the wide road. Along the way, Norman Bennett received numerous calls, but he didn’t answer any of them, eventually even turning off his phone.

Elliana Lyle didn’t have the heart to ask who it was; she just blankly stared out the car window in a daze.

From the rearview mirror, you could see several more cars, seemingly about to overtake them, and Norman Bennett uncharacteristically exceeded the speed limit.

Finally, with a screeching sound, the car stopped abruptly, forcibly halted by a vehicle blocking the way ahead.

A tall man in a suit with a buzz cut got out of the car, walking directly to the front of Norman Bennett’s vehicle. Elliana was so scared by the situation that she shrank back.

"Don’t worry, it’s okay," Norman Bennett reassured.

The window slowly rolled down to reveal a young man with an average appearance, marked by a prominent flesh-colored scar across one eye.

He bowed to Norman Bennett and then said respectfully, "Young Master! The Master says you should stay in North City. Please come back with us."

"Get lost." Norman Bennett’s eyes, as icy as ever, now glistened with a trace of fury, clearly irate.

The man outside the window, named Raymond Wood, is a reliable bodyguard of Norman Bennett’s father, Philip Bennett, also considered something of a lackey.

Hearing Norman Bennett’s anger, Raymond dared not confront him, instead keeping his head slightly bowed as he repeated, "Young Master, please return with me. It’s an order from the Master." Then he added, "Don’t worry, Young Master, I’ll make arrangements to send Miss Lyle back."

"There’s no need to try to pressure me with him, move aside!"

"Young Master! Please don’t make this difficult for us." Before Raymond could finish speaking, several of Norman Bennett’s bodyguards had already stepped out from the cars behind, numbering more than ten.

Raymond knew that if it came to a head-on confrontation with Norman Bennett’s men, they’d surely come out worse. After all, the current head matriarch is unable to have heirs, and the Bennetts would inevitably be Normans’s in the future.

After thinking it through, Raymond recognized the pros and cons, so he stepped back a bit and bowed to Norman Bennett, then returned to his car, driving away.

"Norman, was it Uncle asking you to go back?" As the car drove down the road, Elliana’s dazed almond eyes looked at the man.

"Mm! It’s nothing, don’t worry."

or emotion, yet seemed to be repressing something, though apparently,

the man’s handsome profile, then absent-mindedly turned her eyes

give up. His men continued to follow Norman from behind but were squeezed out by Norman’s team, forcing them to follow from a

the time they reached the hospital, it was

and the hospital entrance wasn’t as

on getting inside to see her mother. Alas, her ankle, injured

her just in time,

rush!" Norman gently picked her up, careful not to

the man pushed her toward the ICU where

only medical staff were in the room. Her mother’s room was empty, neither Mr. Lyle nor anyone

to care about that. What she didn’t know

look inside from the window’s glass,

man held her tense hand tightly, managing to calm her

this time, she silently murmured, a normally non-religious person now finding herself praying: Nothing will happen... nothing will happen, please protect

...

―――Half an hour later.

failed.

scrubs, wearing glasses,

words utterly chilled Elliana’s already

lower lip trembled, her transparent eyes filled with disbelief, and her

effort was in

voice becoming more urgent: "Norman, push me in

woman lying in the hospital bed showed no sign of life. Her lips were pale, her face covered in minor scratches, with a bandaged head

but could not find words to say. Her tears

this? She would rather not believe this dead

of her, wiping her tears with his thumbs, though he couldn’t wipe them all away. His heart

it all in

still hadn’t protected her family, still let Shane Southwell kill her mother. She would never again

one word, holding all she

had witnessed her mother’s passing. She couldn’t accept it.

purple from holding her breath, Norman hurriedly patted her back, hoping to

Elliana only felt her heart filled with thorns and a heavy

"Girl! Girl!"