Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 1682


    Donald leaned the cigar against the rim of the ashtray and reached out to draw a card. “Then did you


    expect Mr. Reese to die?”


    “No, Mr. Reese’s death is beyond my expectations,” Noce responded calmly. “On the contrary, some


    people hope that Mr. Reese’s death will cause a conflict of interest between you and me.”


    Donald’s movement froze for a split second, and he lifted his gaze, nced at Noce, but did not


    speak.


    Noce looked at him calmly. “The person who killed Mr. Reese wanted to start a war. The public is


    now on your back, but you didn’ty a single finger on Ms. Reese the other night, did you?”


    If Donald had not touched Lara, then Jonah and Donald would have nothing to argue about. Thus, if


    there was no argument, Donald would not have the motive to end Mr. Reese’s life.


    The public’s spection was that Lara had once rejected Donald, and that made him vengeful, so he


    chose to settle the score with such a move.


    Therefore, as long as Lara was not held captive by Donald, the rumors would copse on themselves


    eventually. The matter that Noce had overlooked gave Donald a chance


    to clear his name.


    Donald thought about his words, and after a few minutes, heughed loudly. “It seems that you have


    the ability to resolve this matter. I’ll trust you for the time being.”


    He ced the poker cards down and got up. “It’s thanks to you that I’ve benefited from Lisa. She’s


    such a great pawn, so why not make good use of her?”


    He then left with his men.


    Edison walked up to Noce’s side, leaned over, and said something to him.


    Noce narrowed his eyes and did not say anything.


    After getting back into the car, Noce loosened his tie.“ Who took Lara away?”


    Edison replied, “Mr. Ken Pruitt was there at Mr. Reese’s funeral, and Ms. Reese disappeared after that.


    I suspect that it’s Mr. Pruitt who took her away.”


    Noce’s brows and eyes looked extremely gloomy and cold. “It seems that Mr. Reese’s death has


    something to do with Ken.”


    Edison did not understand the matter. “Ken has gotten so many benefits from Mr. Reese. If it wasn’t for


    Mr. Reese, he wouldn’t have been able to climb up to where he is today. Why would he kill Mr. Reese?”


    Noce looked out the window. “Perhaps it was to get


    Donald toe at me. As long as Donald and I start a war and get hurt in any aspect, he’ll be able to


    take advantage of the situation. And as long as the Knowles end up in a tough spot where we can no


    longer recover from, it’ll do him good.”


    ‘By killing Mr. Reese, Ken will be able to direct his death in Donald’s way and, with that, make Donald


    suspect that I’m the person who’s set him up. And once Donald starts to make a move on the Knowles,


    we won’t have the time and energy to stop Ken from searching for his next stepping stone.


    ‘Ken and his mother have been warier of the Knowles than they’ve ever been recently. It seems that


    they’re eyeing the Goldmanns who are sitting behind Daisie.


    ‘My rtionship with Daisie is thest thing they want to see in this world. Otherwise, Ken wouldn’t


    have hired Ayan to approach Daisie.’ He retracted his gaze. “Send someone to keep an eye on every


    move that he makes secretly, and by the way, bring Ayan’s matter up to Coleman.” ‘Ken thinks that this


    will stop me, but it’s a pity that he’s underestimated the second son of the Goldmanns, Coleman


    Goldmann.’


    In the suburbs, at a private vi… A car was parked in the courtyard. Ken got out of the car, stepped


    into the living room, and the maid reported to


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    him each and everything that Lara had done that day. He unbuttoned his sleeves and followed the maid


    to the backyard. Lara was sitting on the ground. The beautiful dress that had been washed and was


    hanging on the clothes rack was now lying on the ground, torn into pieces, and scraps of cloth were


    scattered all around the ground.


    She looked as if she was in a trance but normal at the same time. Her hair, which had not been washed


    for days, was dry and messy, and the wounded half of her face looked hideous, which made her look


    scary.


    The maid stepped forward and reminded her of something, but she did not respond.


    Ken asked the maid to step back. He stopped by Lara’s side, half-squatted, and picked up the rags on


    the ground. “These are all your favorite clothes.”