The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 630 Let’s Split Up

“Abigail, your son is truly ridiculous. How can he do such things and still be safe in the country? How much effort did you put into protecting him?” An aunt couldn’t bear it any longer.

They were greedy, but they would never engage in such reckless behavior.

“He’s obviously talking nonsense!” Molly’s voice trembled.

“Whether it’s nonsense or not, we will know soon enough. You want his daughter to marry into the Davidson Family so that the Davidson Fainily can use their connections to clean up his ill-gotten money. After you die, you’re probably going to hell!” Sean spoke to Molly without any mercy.

She had done so many things that harmed Lawrence and Scarlett, so he didn’t need to respect her at all.

“Shut up!” Vincent suddenly shouted with bloodshot eyes..

Abigail was startled. She stared at Vincent closely and noticed that he was trembling all over, and the murderous intent in his eyes was terrifying.

Sean looked at him coldly. “Did I say anything wrong? It’s your good luck that those at the Golden Triangle didn’t kill you.”

“I told you to shut up!” Vincent said again.

“Vincent…” Molly cried out.

Vincent smirked coldly. “You have no evidence to back up what you said. If you have the ability, show me the evidence!”

caught red-handed soon,”

in silence. His hand clenched into a fist by his side, trembling uncontrollably. “If what you said is true, and I have committed such a serious crime, why

has been a plan of yours for over twenty years. If it could be discovered immediately, then the police would be psychic,”

don’t argue with him anymore. Since he mentioned splitting up, we can do it. How should the Pearsons’ properties and shares be divided?” Molly didn’t want to argue with them. She knew that Vincent would

a fact that he and his wife threw Abigail into the sea, and Molly

just wanted to ensure Vincent’s safety for the rest of his life

of the assets. Mom, I can give up everything.

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13 billion in ill-gotten money; isn’t the Pearson estate just pocket change

“I told

to shut up!”

Sean, he

he laundered the money… he would be the richest man

this was ruined

of desperation, Sean felt a sense of satisfaction. He smirked. “You pale in comparison to Mr. Pearson. He outsmarted you even though you plotted for

a nerve in Vincent’s fragile heart. He lashed out at Sean, “Who do you think are? This is the Pearson Residence, not the Graham

you

how can you behave so

terrifyingly dark. But Abigail was not

split up,” Molly spoke up. “Even if Vincent doesn’t want the estate, I

looked at her with disappointment, his lips trembling