The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 302 Stop the Fight

Sean hung up the phone, and his emotions flickered with a momentary sense of disappointment.

Alfie noticed it and smirked. “What’s the matter? You rejected her, and now you’re feeling down? If you really miss her, you can go back to Pendorf, I can manage things here in Capitalis.”

“Can you manage things now that you’re stuck on bed rest?” Sean shot him an exasperated look.

“Well, it is the most effective way to live. You don’t need to be called upon to do anything. Still, if you need my help with an investigation, I can handle it,” Alfie replied with a relaxed smile.

Sean reached out and patted his shoulder. “You’ve done enough. I’ll take it from here.”

Alfie’s face was pale due to blood loss. Yet, when he heard Sean’s words, he couldn’t help but mutter forlornly, “Do you think I’m useless? If I had been more vigilant, these things wouldn’t have happened. If none of these things happened, you wouldn’t have to handle these messes in Capitalis

Sean had always treated Alfie like a younger brother. So, he simply patted Alfie’s head and said, “What you’ve done is already commendable. Are you willing to lose your life for this?”

Of course, Alfie wasn’t willing. He had come a long way with Sean’s support and hadn’t enjoyed life to the fullest yet.

“Your life is important. Take care of yourself, Sean advised sternly.

“All right.” Alfie was surprisingly obedient.

Right after their conversation, Cameron entered the room. Then, he spoke respectfully. “I’ve found some crucial evidence.”

Sean gestured for him to continue.

Sean. Sean inserted it into his

from a mental hospital. The

She was someone who had been with the family for nearly

remaining images

Cameron with

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USB drive and instructed Cameron, “Well done, but this isn’t enough. I want you

turned and left

your safety is important.” Sean suddenly reminded

paused, glanced back at Sean, and appeared genuinely moved. “I

Sean felt somewhat

subordinates prior to this? Just one sentence made

Abigail was fully immersed in her design work at home when her phone received a notification

paused her work and quickly opened the app upon seeing the Pearson Group’s

tax scandal. Several high-ranking. executives were taken away for investigation,

perused the post but couldn’t find any mention

the accompanying images. Frankly, they seemed rather

was

few comments. News of corporate tax problems. didn’t attract

was about to resume her design work when

saw that it was a call from

her, she sensed that there

asked in a soft tone, “Grandma, what’s the

how to

Pearsons in Capitalis