Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

Chapter 76 Hating Kennedy!

Nathan was so frightened that he stepped back and still felt his heart palpitating after avoiding the

attack of the punch, covering his chest in shock, “Mr. Kennedy, if you kill me there will be no one to

work for you."

Hearing the words, Kennedy sneered out.

"It doesn’t matter."

Nathan felt many arrows in his chest, hurt, “Mr. Kennedy, I have worked for you for so long, are you

heartless?"

Kennedy, “ ……Go away!"

A big man pretended to be cute was too disgusting.

Nathan sighed and turned around. Thinking about something, he suddenly turned back, “By the way,

Mr. Kennedy, what about Assistant Wilson?"

Hearing the words, Kennedy remembered the woman with stubborn eyes. She did not explain to him,

why should he care about her?

"Whatever." Kennedy's voice was clear and cold, without temperature.

Nathan paused for a moment and confirmed, “Really? Assistant Wilson is pregnant."

Kennedy's eyebrows jumped and he gritted his teeth, "Since when did you care about her so much?

Should I reward her to you?"

Nathan’s face instantly changed, "Mr. Kennedy, I don't have this intention. Since you don’t care, I will

leave it alone."

After saying that, Nathan directly left.

The only person left in the large room was Kennedy, who slightly narrowed his eyes.

Humph, she actually followed him here. What exactly did she want to find out from him? Was she really

at the behest of Reynold?

Kennedy could leave other things alone, but only in the search for that woman, he absolutely would not

allow anyone to interrupt or block him.

It breezed at night and the lights were warm.

Kennedy washed up and got into bed with the help of Nathan. Kennedy closed his eyes.

However, as he closed his eyes, a woman's face emerged suddenly in his mind.

Kennedy abruptly opened his eyes, and the ink-colored eyes suddenly became stern.

Damn!

Why did he think of that woman’s face when he was about to sleep?

Why Charlotte…?

Thinking of this, Kennedy's hand tightened, and then he sat up and called Nathan who was ready to

leave.

"Mr. Kennedy?" As Nathan was to turn off the headlights, he heard Kennedy called him. He asked

suspiciously, “What is it?"

**

It was late at night, and a small house in the villa was empty, with only a small bed and a round table

plus a small window.

Charlotte was locked in here in the afternoon.

Although they did not do anything to her, the men's strength was big. They grabbed her and made a

bruise on her arms.

Charlotte took a look at her arm and rubbed it, and it hurt so much that she wrinkled her eyebrows, so

she simply withdrew her hand and shrank in the corner of the bed with her petite body lying on its side.

The villa was big.

It was quiet outside, and no one had brought her food from the afternoon until now. She was so hungry.

When she thought that she might be the only one left in this big villa, every nerve of Charlotte became

panic.

So the active brain started pulsing at this time, and all kinds of horrible images jumped in her head.

The electricity suddenly cut off!

Ah!

In the darkness, Charlotte screamed in terror, and her body subconsciously shrunk into a ball.

The lights went out suddenly, and Charlotte almost went into shock.

She was afraid of darkness!

Charlotte bit her lower lip, wanting to ask if there was anyone, but she did not dare to speak, afraid that

she would despair after asking.

She sat up and hid herself in the corner, bowing her head and burying her face in her knees, with tears

unconsciously sliding down the corners of her eyes.

In the silent darkness, Charlotte seemed to hear something ring out.

Her sweat hairs stood up and she held her breath.

In the silence of the night, this sound was like a sharp hammer hitting Charlotte's heart, each blow was

fatal!

Charlotte felt that she was on the verge of collapse, biting her lower lip to death, hating Kennedy!

That bastard!

She would rather have those people punish her, instead of being trapped here and suffering from

mental torture!

Charlotte could hear the sound at first, but then she could not hear anything, probably she became

numb. And she stopped crying after she shed a lot of tears.

Kennedy who arrived outside the villa looked at the whole dark villa. His voice was cold, “What's going

on?"

The few people who were guarding saw that Kennedy had come and hurried up to report, “Mr.

Kennedy, the villa's circuitry suddenly broke down, it's already being repaired!"

Because this villa was one of Mr. Kennedy's, and he rarely came here, so everyone was slack.

After waiting for about two minutes, Kennedy knitted his brows, “Is this the so-called emergency

repair?"

The man's face was instantly pale as a ghost in the darkness, “Mr. Kennedy, I'll make another phone

call to ask."

"Forget it!" Kennedy asked directly, “Where is the woman?"

"Mr. Kennedy, she is in a small room on the third floor. We did not know what to do with her, so we first

locked her up." After saying that, that person looked at Nathan. Nathan nodded. It was right that they

did not deal with her.

After all, Kennedy, who should have been sleeping by now, suddenly appeared here because of

Charlotte. If they really did something to Charlotte, it would be bad.

”Has anyone gone to see her after the electricity was cut off?" NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

The man froze for a moment and shook his head, “No."

As the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere became somber. Nathan immediately sensed that

something was wrong and immediately said, "Mr. Kennedy, let's go up first."

"But there was no electricity and the elevator cannot be used.” The man said and looked toward

Kennedy's legs.

Kennedy's leg disease was a pain point and he did not dare to say too much.

Kennedy raised his eyebrows. Nathan immediately pushed him forward at full speed, “It's okay, I'm a

Hercules. I can carry Mr. Kennedy upstairs!"

They quickly left their sight, and he was still shouting, “Do not follow up, or Mr. Kennedy will be angry at

you."

The crowd trembled in fear, only wanting to thank Nathan for pushing Kennedy away, Of course they

did not dare to follow up. After all, they had noticed the strong killing aura on Kennedy!