Getting My Ex-wife Back

“Dear, guests. Welcome to the annual New Year’s banquet of the great Richards Manor. Richards Manor is the pride of A City…” Earl McAdams had a clear, booming voice, and spoke proudly and passionately. He talked about the bright lights that shone on the Central Island.

Among the silent crowd, a few staff members dressed in black clothes and name cards walked out from the backstage.

Very soon, they approached Earl.

The crowd was shocked.

“Earl McAdams, please come with us.” Someone who looked like the leader said in a calm manner as he showed Earl McAdams his work permit.

Earl was stunned by the sudden turn of events.

He furrowed his brows slightly, and was just about to get angry when he peered at the person’s work permit. In an instant, his face turned as pale as snow and his hands began to tremble. He could no longer stand still.

“Take him.” The leader ordered the two staff members behind him who were dressed in black suits.

The two staff members immediately brought Earl, who couldn’t stand firmly, to the back of the stage.

The whole stage was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone watched as the scene unfolded, yet didn’t know what was happening. They didn’t return to their senses even after Earl had been taken away.

“Mr. Richards, thank you for your cooperation.” The man in the military jeep said to Hansen. He then started the car and drove towards the direction of Capital City.

Hansen’s gaze was cold and fierce, and his expression was petrifying.

“Hansen, he won’t be able to escape judgement this time. Sheldon’s death did not cover up anything. In fact, it sped up the investigation process.” Christopher stood next to him with a relaxed and casual smile. “We’ve finally discovered the truth regarding Javon Murphy. I’ve returned your favor.”

Hansen narrowed his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

“Yeah, I really have to thank you this time. You’ve helped me this time.” A slight smile had spread across his face. Yet, he spoke in a mocking tone.

Christopher knew his personality, and laughed it off.

“Ah, it’s so difficult to get the approval of the great Mr. Richards,” he said as he let out a sigh.

“It’s good that you know. Don’t think about bothering me when you have any trouble in the future,” Hansen said sarcastically as he pouted.

The two were chatting and joking around when Alvin rushed over. His face was full of anxiety. It was as though he had something important to say, but seeing Christopher there, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he only greeted the two of them politely.

“How about this, Mr. Matthews? Since you’ve successfully completed your mission this time, you may stay in Richards Manor and have fun for a few days. Then, I’ll take you on a tour around the grounds as the host when I’m free.” Hansen gave Christopher a smile, knowing that Alvin must’ve had something important to tell him.

“Alright. I was already planning to stay for a few more days. Is General Delia here yet? I have to meet him, and I’ll also have to see Grandma Vivian next week.” Christopher nodded and agreed. He knew that Hansen had to deal with some matters. So, he left sneakily and joined the banquet.

“What’s the matter, Alvin?” Hansen turned his gaze to Alvin as soon as he saw that Christopher had left.

“Mr. Richards, we’ve received news that Jonas Smith is furious at Rayan Whalen’s betrayal, and plans to shoot him to his death,” Alvin said laboriously after he took a deep breath.

“So…” Hansen asked in return, and he stuck his hands in his pockets and looked up into the dark sky.

Alvin thought for a while and said softly and cautiously, “I was just a little worried about Ms. Murphy. After all, she’s with him now.”

“Oh.” Hansen was taken aback. His lips parted but he did not say anything, and Jenna’s maligned expression when she was locked in the bedroom appeared in his mind. He paused for a moment, and replied, “How about this, Alvin? Rayan was the one who offended Jonas. Therefore, it’s his own problem. Since you’ve received this news, you can get someone to notify him, and tell him to settle this grudge on his own. No one can help him with this.”

He said it calmly, but with a trace of disdain in the depths of his heart.

They conferred him his noble status. Yet, he chose to betray them for a better life. They would definitely not let him off that easily. He earned it himself!

“Has General Delia not arrived yet?” Hansen looked at his watch. It was almost noon.

“Mr. Richards, General Delia’s arrival had been delayed as he had to deal with Earl McAdam’s case, as well as the report regarding the situation to Johan Moore. He will probably arrive a little later, but he said that he will definitely come, and will stay here for a few days,” Alvin quickly said to Hansen, as he recalled the scene when he met General Delia on the flight from Capital City.

Hansen nodded, but felt emotional, deep in his heart.

He didn’t expect Johan to interfere with this matter. It was initially impossible to gather enough evidence to apprehend Earl before the eighth, but Johan’s status and background was significant. Sheldon’s death quickly brought about an investigation. A task force was established to investigate this matter, and very soon, there was a turnaround in progress of the investigation.

Therefore, Christopher designed a plan. Hansen was to keep Earl in the banquet. Then, they’ll take him away when the banquet was in full swing, and bring him straight to Capital City for interrogation.

That way, Earl McAdams would have nowhere to run!

In the Emerald Garden, Norton stood in his room anxiously. His nails had turned white as he grabbed onto the sofa tightly.

Just like that, Earl had been arrested.

What about him? His case was about to be closed soon, and the days where he would be jailed were getting closer.

A cheerful look flashed in front of his eyes, and Sabrina’s sweet smile appeared vividly in his brain. All of a sudden, he was afraid. He was fearful that he would lose this smile, fearful that he would lose all the happiness she had graced him.

These days, they were spending everyday together. Being with Sabrina, he discovered the beauty of life, and experienced a whole other way of living. He was desperate to live that way.

At that moment, he realized that he didn’t want to lose Sabrina.

The doorbell rang.

“Who is it?” Norton asked nervously, as his body started to tremble.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s me.” Hansen’s voice was steady but cold.

Norton’s heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, “What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?” Hansen sneered as he pushed the door open. “What do you think? Does it look like I’m here to comfort you?”

Hansen glared at Norton with an expressionless face.

Norton panicked, and took a few steps back.

“Hansen, please don’t arrest me. I’ve never done anything. It’s not my fault…” His words were jumbled up, and his voice was full of fear.

Hansen clenched his fists tightly and kept them in his pockets. The light in his eyes was as sharp as an arrow. They looked like they were about to impale Norton’s soul.

He looked into Norton’s avoidant eyes, and sat on the sofa.

With a voice as cold and hard as iron, he said, “Norton, do you still plan on hiding everything at a crucial moment like this?”

Norton’s face turned pale, and he said fearfully, “I didn’t kill him. I really didn’t.”

“Norton, if you don’t want to go to jail and lose your life because of this, you have to tell me everything you know this instant. If you do, I might be able to help lighten your sentence. However, if you remain stubborn, I won’t bother helping you in any of your future endeavours.” Hansen could tell that he was guilty, and tried to persuade him into revealing more information to him. He had many doubts in his mind that only Norton could confirm. After all, Norton was his cousin. He didn’t deserve to die.

“I really don’t know. I didn’t know that they’d kill Javon Murphy,” he muttered with a perplexed expression.

The corners of Hansen’s mouth lifted into a cold smile, and he said sternly, “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me. Earl McAdams has been arrested. The truth behind Javon Murphy’s case will soon be exposed. Jordan Yates will come to look for you very soon. Don’t blame us for not helping you then.”

Hansen stood up abruptly as soon as he was done speaking, and pretended to turn around and leave.

“No, Hansen, don’t leave. Please help me, I don’t want to go to jail. I haven’t even gotten married and have kids.” Norton rushed forwards and begged as he grabbed onto Hansen. Seeing Hansen walking away intensified the fear in his heart, and he knew that Hansen was the only person who was able to help him if anything happened.

“Alright. Then, answer my questions honestly.” Hansen stopped and said solemnly.

“Okay, ask me anything. I’ll answer everything.” Norton’s head was droopy, and his face was ashen.

“Why did you make someone drive a Pranica car to Leon’s and tell him to kill Javon in a car crash? Did you not know that once the truth is exposed, it will affect the entire Richards Group? It would’ve made others think that someone from the Richards Group had done it!” Hansen roared.

“I…?” Norton paused for a long time, but didn’t understand what Hansen was talking about. As he saw Hansen’s face start to turn gloomy, he asked perplexedly, “What do you mean, Hansen? I never made anyone drive the Richards Group car out. I ordered Brock to stop Javon from participating in the election the next day. I didn’t expect him to kill him either.”

“So, you’re saying that, you’ve never ordered anyone to drive out the Pranica car of the Richards Group? You’ve never ordered anyone to change the color of the car and erase the license number on it?” Hansen interrogated as he stared straight into his eyes.

Norton was even more confused, and shook his head.

“You’d better be honest with me. If you intend to hide anything from me, I’d rather not waste my time asking you,” Hansen said with a displeased tone.

“No, I’m telling the truth.” He shook his head again and again. “I really didn’t know about this.”

“Now, Brock and Leon have been captured alive. That day, Brock said himself that when the person had driven the car over to Leon’s, he said that he was simply carrying out your orders.” Hansen tried to clarify.

“That’s impossible. Why would I do something so foolish? Even if I were jealous of you for having everything, I would never do something like that. It would’ve just exposed me and my crimes instead. Why would I be so stupid?” Norton explained anxiously as he began to sweat profusely.