Chapter 273


    Chapter 273: Yes, He may be mad


    On the phone was an unread email.


    And it was sent by Alva!


    Seeing Alva’s name. Ambrose clenched his hand, gripped his phone, hurried to his desk, opened his


    computer, and clicked on an email from Alva.


    “Ambrose, this is an essory I designed. It’s called Cocoon Breaking. Check it out.”


    With a brief sentence. Ambrose’s face lit up with a smile as he clicked on the picture she had sent.


    His face froze when he saw thest page.


    “Ambrose, when you see this, I want to say a word.”


    “I’m not going to resign, and you’re not going to fire me, okay?”


    Ambrose thought for a second that he was hallucinating.


    But soon, he smiled.


    I’m not hallucinating.


    These two statements are true.


    It’s from Alva.


    She’s not quitting.


    Good.


    Nice!


    Ambrose taps on Reply, taps on the keyboard with her finger and quickly replies to the email.


    Alva stood in front of the balcony with a cup of coffee in her hand, watching the rising sun across from


    her.


    Suddenly, the phone vibrated and she took out her phone.


    Click on the email.


    “Your candy is still in my house, you want to resign, your candy I will not return to you.”


    Alva smiled.


    She forgot that she has a dog that’s so clingy to her.


    Esme brought food early in the morning.


    Jackson’s hurt. It’s a big deal.


    She’s gonna have to wait on her.


    I didn’t expect to see Alva as soon as I got out of the elevator.


    Esme was stunned and quickly ran over, “Alva!”


    She fell asleepst night when she brought the food.


    She couldn’t ask Alva anything she wanted to ask her.


    Now seeing Alvae out, she immediately came over and grabbed


    Alva.


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    “Where’s Jackson?”


    didn’t forget Jackson.


    Esme looks behind Alva.


    “He’s not awake yet,” Alva said. “Why?”


    She’s not in the right mood these days. She’s ignoring them, too.


    “If I don’t wake up, if I don’t wake up.”


    Esme quickly took her aside, but still a little worried, looked at the closed door of the ward and


    whispered, “I read that you and Uriah that night, you…”


    Esme didn’t know about it until after she was interviewed that day.


    This did not know, and was startled to see that the night she was taken away by Uriah, Alva went to


    Uriah.


    And from the look of that video, it looks like something happened.


    She was very curious about the question.


    Just because Jackson was there, and because Alva was upset, she kept it in.


    Now she couldn’t resist asking.


    “He didn’t want me to be with Jackson, so when he knew I was with Jackson, he had you taken away


    and threatened me and separated me from Jackson. That night, I went to negotiate with him.”


    Esme stared nkly.


    Alva didn’t say much, but she didn’t say much, but she made it very clear.


    But it was beyond her imagination.


    Uriah grabbed Alva to break up with Jackson and threatened Alva?


    he Is he necessary?


    Aren’t they all divorced?


    Alva continued, “I will not hide from you that Uriah told me not to fall in love or get married after my


    divorce. If I fall in love and get married, he will warn me and punish me. I gave up before, but now I


    don’t want to give up, so don’t let him intimidate you.”


    “What… What!”


    “Can’t fall in love? Can’t get married? He’s crazy!”


    It’s divorced. It’s over. Why does he care?


    What’s wrong with him?


    “Oh, I think he’s crazy too, so he threatens you, and you’re even crazier than he is, and he won’t dare


    do anything to you.”


    Like Jackson said, he’s not a killer.


    If it won’t hurt her family, what’s she afraid of?


    She’s not afraid.


    I do.


    Esme is a little confused.


    Uriah crazy?


    She’s crazier than he is?


    Why does she think it’s wrong?


    Suddenly, a light shed through Esme’s mind and she said, “Did Jackson say he was going to find us


    a ce to settle down so we could live? Was he afraid Uriah would go mad and do something to us?”


    “Well, not now.”


    She’s not afraid.


    No need to hide anymore.


    And with Uriah’s skills, she figured he could find them anywhere.


    That’s how scary he is.


    When Alva said this, Esme immediately said, “Why not?”


    That’s another $20 million!


    “Don’t worry about it. Jackson promised us a ce to stay.”


    Esme said.


    She didn’t want her money to go away.


    Alva looked at Esme, and needless to say she knew what she was thinking.


    “Esme, I told Jackson there’s no $20 million.”


    Esme jumped up, “Alva, you’re out of your mind! Twenty million dors, that’s twenty million dors,


    you couldn’t make twenty million dors even if you sold yourself!”


    Alva looked at her excited roar, calm, “Sure, I couldn’t sell myself for $20 million, so, Mom, what makes


    you think you should have $20 million?”


    Esme’s face changed and he pointed to Alva, “Alva, I’m telling you,


    don’t lose this $20 million. If you lose it, I’m going to Uriah!”


    “Well, you go and find him.”


    ‘You!


    Esme’s face was livid with anger, “OK, I will write down this ount for you, you wait!”


    Esme threw the bucket on the floor and turned and walked away.


    Alva watched her back as she left, picked up the thermos and walked into the room.


    Uriah.


    Mom, if you have the guts to go after Uriah.