Queen Revenge

I gave a general overview of where THE Richter family was today, and Fiona Croix looked shocked for a long time.

How was I not surprised at first.

Fiona Croix gestures quickly with emotion: [sweetheart is Ulysses Will’s daughter? Is this true?]

I spread my two hands and smiled bitterly, “I wish this was fake, Bella Hill left such a big mess for me, I have no way to clean it up, now THE Richter family, THE Hill family I can’t go back, I can only hide here in your place, the identity of Bella Hill, I can’t make it go down.”

What about Sweetheart? Does Ulysses Will know about this?

I’ve been thinking about that on the way here, too.

Yeah, what about sweetheart?

I can walk. Sweetheart can’t.

The Richter family knows who SWEETHEART is and can’t possibly keep her.

the Richter family is also a big family family, the sweetheart’s life is publicized, let everyone know Bella Hill betrayed Walker Richter, such a shameful thing, will not do, this matter, the Richter family will only low-profile to deal with.

It’s also impossible to get THE Richter family to swallow their pride and eat this dumb loss.

The key to this whole thing lies with Walker Richter, and there’s no telling what he’ll do with it.

Walker Richter’s murderous eyes came to mind, and I shivered too much to think about it.

“Ulysses Will should know about this soon, and the next thing you know, I’m afraid it’s the end of the world.”

I hadn’t slept all night, what Selina Versta had said had been ringing in my ears constantly, and now with the eastward spiral of what happened at SWEETHEART, I didn’t have that much energy left to care, my spirit was constantly on edge.

I slept for a few hours here at Fiona Croix, and when I woke up, my already-on cell phone was full of missed calls from Frank Hill and Jane Hasis, and not a single call from the Richter family.

I’m very curious, is Walker Richter that stoic?

Fiona Croix asked me, [Should I go back to the Hill family to check on them? Or give them a call back?]

“No need.”

I looked at the time, which was exactly 5:00 p. m., and I said, “Is there anything to eat?”

I haven’t eaten anything all day and I’m really hungry, so everything will wait until I’m full.

[There is.]

Fiona Croix had left me dinner, Croix’s mother had warmed it up for me, and after I had eaten and drank my fill, I left from Nguyen’s house.

Fiona Croix was a bit uneasy, but she wasn’t well and couldn’t follow, she instructed me to call her immediately if anything happened, and if it wasn’t possible, I should take off my Bella Hill identity when the time came and save my life.

The word “life preservation” shows the seriousness of the situation.

Before, being Bella Hill was a way to stay alive, to stay alive, and now, shedding that identity is perhaps the only way to stay alive.

With my child dead, there was no longer any need to be Bella Hill, and at this juncture, I couldn’t care less about my agreement with Randy Pan to save myself, if necessary, for sure.

Jane Hasis’s call came in again, and I just rang it off, put my phone on silent, and drove to Ulysses Will’s place first afterward.

Ulysses Will wasn’t home when I arrived, the door to the room was locked and the windows were closed.

The next-door neighbor poked his head out and said furtively, “You’re looking for Mr. Will, aren’t you?”

“Uh, may I ask what time he went out?”

I thought Ulysses Will was supposed to be out when my neighbor’s next words sent chills down my back.

“I don’t know if Mr. Will has offended anyone, but an hour ago a group of men took Mr. Will away in an aggressive manner.”

My heart skipped a beat, “What man?”

“Don’t know them, never seen them before, the guys were dressed in black clothes and black pants, they looked like gangsters on TV.”

Ulysses Will was taken at this point, and I have a vague guess as to who did it.

I hurried downstairs and had just pulled open the car door when I saw Selina Versta coming for Ulysses Will as well.

She pinched her manicure and I didn’t have the heart now to tell who she really was and how much truth there was in what she had said earlier, I got in my car, which hadn’t even started yet, and Selina Versta knocked on my window, “You’re here to see Ulysses Will, too.”

I wrinkled my brow, “I don’t have time to be wishy-washy with you, Ulysses Will isn’t in.”

And without waiting for Selina Versta to say anything else, I started the car and left, and through the rearview mirror, I saw Selina Versta heading up to the top of the rented room, she was not believing me and wanted to see for herself what was going on.

When I arrived at the Richter family in a hurry, I entered the hall to see Ulysses Will sitting on the living room couch, and across from him sat Charles Richter with Nancy Richter.

Jane Hasis & Frank Hill were both called, making it thankful that Walker Richter was not there.

Ulysses Will looked at me with a pale expression and quickly withdrew his gaze, he was not wanting THE Richter family to know about my relationship with him.

From the moment we walked in the door, Nancy Richter’s eyes went back and forth between Ulysses Will and me, a disdainful smirk at the corner of her mouth, “Bella Hill, you know this Mr. Will better than any of us, so there’s no need for introductions.”

Bring in Ulysses Will, I really don’t know what Nancy Richter is trying to do, making a big deal out of it can’t be good for THE Richter family.

I looked to Charles Richter and asked bluntly, “What does THE Richter family want to do about this.”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Mr. Richter’s mother was hospitalized, Charles Richter was the one who was in charge, and after a few hours of the incident, he was afraid that he had already made a decision in his mind.

Nancy Richter sneered, “What, you’re just admitting it outright and not even going to argue?”

Frank Hill, who still doesn’t know what happened, looked at me anxiously and asked, “Bella, what’s going on here.”

Ulysses Will was sitting here, Jane Hasis should have guessed more or less, she came over and took my hand, trepidation in her eyes, and whispered, “Bella, you mustn’t be impulsive, don’t admit to anything, do you hear me.”

Once you admit it, there’s no turning back.

I removed Jane Hasis’ hand and looked straight at Charles Richter, “Need to wait for Walker Richter to come back?”

Charles Richter looked serious from start to finish, and when I got this far, he wasn’t silent any longer, and swept his eyes sternly over Frank Hill and Jane Hasis, and finally looked at me, “You and Walker must get a divorce … ”

Before Charles Richter could say anything, a deep stern voice directly interrupted him.

“I disagree.”

Charles Richter and I both looked toward the door at the same time, Walker Richter appeared in the doorway in his suit, he should have rushed back, his eyebrows were cool, he walked toward me with his long slender legs, and stood beside me in a posture of protecting me, he looked at Charles Richter, and spoke again, “I don’t agree.”

Charles Richter’s face was especially ugly, Nancy Richter unbelievably voiced out, “Second brother, you’re crazy, Bella Hill, she cuckolded you, and you’re not divorced, what kind of ecstasy did she put in your head.”

Upon hearing about the cuckold, Frank Hill immediately said, “No way, Bella wouldn’t do something like that, there must be some kind of misunderstanding.”

Jane Hasis also bottomed out, “Yes, Bella is devoted to her son-in-law, it’s all there for all to see, how can you slander our Bella like that.”

Jane Hasis and Frank Hill’s words don’t matter at all, I look at Walker Richter on my side, hearing his wife cuckold him, he is surprisingly unchanged, expressionless, can’t tell if he is happy or angry, so people can’t figure it out.

And to Root’s surprise, Walker Richter looked at me askance and said, “I believe her.”