Chapter 89
After posting, the woman tossed her phone aside <b>and </b>focused on ying dice with Sammy.
Alex, who had been silent until now, suddenlyughed. “Wow, are you standing up for Nadine <b>now</b>? That woman didn’t say anything wrong. Nadine became a full–time housewife after marrying you. We haven’t
seen her in over five years. Isn’t she just an old hag now? You’re just defending-
Before Alex could finish, he got kicked in the calf. The sound of the bone being hit was crystal clear.
Alex gasped in pain. “Brad, <b>what’s </b>the meaning of this? Can’t anyone speak about her? Nadine is clearly…
“Fine! I won’t say anything more, alright?” Alex shouted.
Brad, who had picked up a bottle to bash Alex’s head with, finally calmed down. However, the murderous look in his eyes was chilling.
Afraid that the tough guy might beat him up, Alex didn’t intend on making Brad stay. He then opened the
private room’s door and called a driver for Brad.
Once Brad left, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated. Alex patted his chest in relief. “Damn. What <b>a </b>mess. Doesn’t he dislike Nadine? Why can’t anyone talk about her?”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
Sammy kicked his shoe lightly. “You don’t understand, Some people just have a sharp tongue. Just wait
and see. He’s definitely not going to the hospital to see Jean. No doubt he’s gonna look for Nadine
instead.”
Alex didn’t quite believe him. “Come on. Let’s follow him and watch the drama. If he goes to find Nadine, I’ll call Jean over. If he goes to find Jean, I’ll send the photo to Nadine. Anyway, I have her Whatsapp
number.”
With t
that, the two settled their bill, got into the car, and quietly followed the car Brad was in
The winter night was cold and long. Brad had left his coat at the hospital and didn’t bother going back to <b>get </b>it. He got into the car wearing only thin clothing.
The driver asked Brad for <b>his </b>destination. After giving it a thought, Brad decided to return to the Hamilton
Estate.
Just as he was about to speak, his phone rang. He nced at the number and answered the call.
“Mr. Hamilton, something’s wrong. Sean has been crying a lot. He hasn’t eaten anything for six hours, and
now, his voice is hoarse from crying.
“He keeps asking for Mrs. Hamilton and tried to climb out the window to look for her,” the person on the
other end <b>said</b>.
Upon hearing this, Brad sobered up almost immediately. “Keep an eye on him. Don’t let anything happen.
I’ll be there in a jiffy.”
He then gave the driver the address. The driver headed straight for a manor not far from the Hamilton Estate.
When Brad arrived<b>, </b>all the bodyguards were standing downstairs. Sean was clinging to the <b>third</b>–floor window. He was holding onto the window bars tightly. It looked very dangerous.
The bodyguards feared that Sean might fall. So, they held arge bed sheet underneath and stretched it wide to catch Sean.
Since the child was facing away from the window, Brad didn’t dare to speak. He was afraid that it would startle Sean and cause Sean to fall. Brad signaled to the guards to be <b>quiet </b>as he quickly ran up to the third floor.
With his long legs, he soon appeared in front of the third–floor window. He looked coldly at Sean, who was clinging tightly to the window bars, and shouted, ‘Sean!