God Of War Returns as a Daddy

Chapter 58 Don'T You Dare! I'Ll Kill You!

Chapter 58 Don't you dare! I'll kill you!

In his wildest dreams, Sean never thought he would know the girl in the photo, the one sponsored by his grandma and grandpa.

And they met yesterday afternoon!

At Bentley 4S!

She was the saleswoman who treated Sean and was being pushed aside by other colleagues!

She was his aunt???

What a coincidence!

After a pint of wine, Sean was a little tipsy, though not drunk. His blushed face looked surprised. After a moment's pause, he looked up at Gemma and asked, "That's Cornelia, my aunt?"

"Yes."

Gemma frowned, "What?"

Sean continued to ask, "Does she work at a Bentley 4S downtown, a car salesman?"

"That's right!"

Gemma nodded and frowned even more, "How did you know that?"

"I've met her…"

Sean smiled and then he told Gemma all about his buying a car yesterday. Of course, he didn't tell Gemma about Cornelia's situation at Bentley 4S, so as not to worry her.

"That's a coincidence."

Gemma opened her eyes wide with surprise and then laughed, "Looks like this Cornelia kid is really connected to our family."

"Yes."

Sean nodded and smiled, but he thought Cornelia was in a bad situation and her job was not going well. Well, he was going to Bentley 4S this afternoon to get his license plate renewed, so if he could, he might as well help her out.

Just then, Sean's cell phone started ringing.

He took out his phone and saw it was Matthew.

"Sorry, I have to take this."

Sean stood up and avoided Gemma. He hadn't had a chance to tell her about his engagement to Cecilia. He planned to surprise grandma and Grandpa with Cecilia and Phyllis after he settled things up with the Moore family.

"Matthew."

Matthew's anxious voice was heard on the phone, "Sean? You need to get over here! Be quick! Something's wrong. Marcia is…"

"She's been taken away!!!"

Hearing this, Sean's face changed dramatically and his drunkenness disappeared in an instant.

"What happened?"

Sean asked, "Just take your time. Who took her? What's the reason?"

"It's, uh, it's…"

Matthew felt a little shamed to say that, but he had to bite the bullet and tell the truth, "She was worried and suspected that you were coming to our house for ulcer. she was afraid that you would hurt Cecilia and Phyllis, so she wanted to check up on you while you were away."

"When you left this morning, you changed your clothes and left a black card at home. She thought it was your bank card, so she pulled it out. There was a bank across the street from Phyllis's kindergarten, and she wanted to check in."

"But she was…"

Matthew was an honest man who told the truth and didn't hide anything from Sean.

Sean unconsciously reached into his pocket and found that the black supreme card was not on him. He looked at the time and said, "Where's Phyllis? Is school over?"

"Yes."

Matthew said, "I was going to pick Phyllis up from school, but Marcia got caught. She screamed and asked me to call you, and I just…"

"I'll be right there!"

Sean urged before Matthew could finish his sentence, "Matthew, why don't you pick Phyllis up from school, and I'll go straight to the bank."

After hanging up the phone, he turned and walked away.

"Grandma, I have something urgent to deal with, so I might have to go." Back with Gemma, Sean said apologetically.

"Okay, you can go now."

When Gemma saw Sean's face, she knew something was wrong. She nodded without asking questions, "Remember what I just said, don't be impulsive, don't act out, don't risk your life."

"I'll make you something delicious when you get back."

Sean put his arms around Gemma and gave her a big kiss on the forehead, "Don't worry, I've grown up."

Yeah, he had grown up!

Gemma smiled and her wrinkled face turned into a flower as she watched Sean hurrying away. She thought Jayden and Nicola would be happy to see Sean safe and sound.

Back in front of Mulsanne, Sean opened the door and drove to Phyllis's preschool. Fortunately, he was the one who drove Phyllis to school this morning, so he knew the way…

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In the bank's security room, when Marcia was brought in, one of the guards grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her into a chair. He looked fierce and his manner was very different from that when he was in the hall on the first floor.

Explain?

Comfort?

No way!

He was afraid before, surrounded by so many couples staring at him, he was worried that the bad attitude would have a bad influence. Now, there were only two people in the large security room, Mr. France, and the female staff.

On his own turf, what did he have to fear???

Opportunities were rare. They wanted to show off their swagger in front of Mr. France.

Mr. France sat on the opposite sofa, crossed his legs, holding a cup of tea, and looked at Marcia with contemptuous eyes, as if he were overlooking a lowly mole.

He gave Marcia the cold shoulder!

The tackier Marcia's look and the more generic her temperament, the happier Mr. France would be. Because it proved that his guess was right. He caught the card thief, and once he found the true owner of the Supreme Black Card, he was going to be rich!

The clerk was standing next to Mr. France, waiting for the show to begin.

"Mr. France, here you go, here she is!"

After pinning Marcia down in a chair, the security guard did not let go to prevent Marcia from struggling. So, he kept pressing it and looked up at Mr. France. His fierce expression was replaced by an obsequious smile.

His attitude had changed so quickly!

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Marcia asked, terrified out of her wits.

"Lady, you got a lot of nerve."

Mr. France held up the black card and sneered, "tell me, did you steal this card or did you pick it up? Whom did you steal from? Or rather, where did you pick it up?"

"I didn't steal it."

Marcia blushed and began to struggle when she heard that she was being treated as a thief, "Don't you slander me! This is my son-in-law's card!"

Originally, Marcia didn't acknowledge Sean, the rapist as her son-in-law. But now things were different. If she said she didn't have anything to do with Sean, but she took his card, wasn't that a contradiction?

She had to bite the bullet!

"Stop pretending!"

Mr. France sighed and shook his head, "Isn't it a shame that you're old and you are still doing this? Are you shameless?"

"We've already called the police."

"The police will be here soon. If you're sensible, tell the whole story yourself. Otherwise, if you are arrested to the public security bureau, you're be in big trouble!"

"Or you might be put in jail…"

Hearing this, Marcia could not bear it any longer.

Jail?

She had never been wronged like this in her laborious life. Suddenly she struggled harder and cried out in a voice of tears, "Let me go! Let go of me!"

"I was wronged!"

Bam!

Seeing this, another security guard standing nearby raised his hand, slapped Marcia hard in the face without hesitation, swearing, "shut up!"

"If you move again, I'll kill you!"