Chapter 796


    Chapter 796


    Peter’s wife originated from a wealthy family, and she was the woman that was legally married to the


    Zhivkovs. A ruthless man like Peter could not vent his anger on his wife, so it was only natural for his


    mistress to suffer.


    Barbara picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip from it, but she looked expressionless. Maisie


    nced at her. “Do you regret it?”


    She was stunned for a split second and then stared down at the rich coffee in the cup. “I don’t feel regret.


    I only feel sad for her.”


    “I once felt so for two people too.” Maisie picked up the pen on the table and fiddled with it. “I sometimes


    wonder if they would regret it if they were to know what would happen to them in the end.”


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    Barbaraughed. “Are the two people you mentioned the women who had a thing for Mr. Goldmann?”


    Maisie identally flung the pen out of her hand. She quickly covered it with her palm so that the pen


    would not fall from the table to the floor.


    “Must you be so honest?” Maisie felt extremely embarrassed.


    Barbara crossed her legs and leaned elegantly on the back of the couch. “Mr. Goldmann is indeed so


    charming that so many women are attracted to him. The problem is that they don’t even give a crap


    about his wife.”


    Maisie rubbed her forehead. She once thought that Nn was good in almost every aspect of life-the


    only downside was that he was extremely popr among the singledies of Bassburgh. He would


    attract plentiful unwanted encounters whenever he left the house.


    Putting the topic aside, Maisie asked suddenly, “By the way, is your father close with the leader of the


    Bouchers?”


    Barbara shook her head. “I can’t say that they’re close. It’s just that they were colleagues who used to


    work together.”


    Maisie realized out of the blue that the words that Mr. Boucher had said to Peter that night should be


    rather faceted. The Bouchers had only helped the Chases the other day because of Nn.


    Barbara received a text message on her cell phone all of a sudden. No one knew what the text message


    was about, but her face turned pale in an instant.


    After reading the message, Barbara imed that something urgent had happened at home and left Soul


    immediately.


    Maisie could not help but frown, looking at her anxious expression. She thought that something serious


    must have happened.


    Unsurprisingly, she asked Quincy to help find out about the Chases and discovered that Barbara’s uncle


    had gotten into a car ident. It was said that he died while being sent to the hospital.


    “Is the news reliable?”


    Quincy’s voice came from the other end of the phone call. “It’s definitely reliable.


    Although the news hasn’t been released yet, Mr. Michael Chase and Ms. Chase should be on their way,


    rushing to the hospital at this moment. The hospital just dered that the rescue procedures have


    failed.” Maisie perspired on her forehead out of nervousness. She walked to the couch and sat down with


    a gloomy expression.” Barbara’s uncle died abruptly, and her father will step down from his position in a


    few days. Isn’t that…” “Mr. Michael Chase’s younger brother was indeed about to take over, but no one


    can do so now. It means that the Chases’ connections with the higher-ups of the city have been


    severed.”


    Maisie pursed her lips.


    After ending the call, she stared at her cell phone screen and was lost in a trance. ‘Barbara’s uncle was


    about to take over her father’s position but got into a car ident out of the blue. This is quite


    coincidental…’ Maise felt that things did not seem that simple.


    Quincy hung up the phone and walked into the office. Nn was standing in front of the French window,


    looking into the distance with a cold expression. “Get someone to investigate this ident secretly.”


    Quincy was startled but then nodded.” Understood.” Quincy left the office, and Nn turned to look at


    the screen of his cell phone that was lying on the desk when a text message popped up.


    He picked up his cell phone and tapped on the notification. It came from an unknown number.


    [Howling’s Golf Course, see you there.)


    Nn drove to Howling’s outdoor golf course, parked his car outside, put on his trench coat, and entered


    the facility through its gate.


    There was no one on the empty golf course, and the quiet field looked even more serene.