A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 122

Later, Lawrence called James. The CEO could hear the other man quite clearly in the quiet office. "James, is Maria with you now? I have something to tell her, but she turned off her phone."

"No, she's not here," James answered.

"All right. I'll go find her." Knowing how his best friend was, Lawrence was about to hang up the phone.

"Don't bother." James' tone was even.

"Okay, why?" Lawrence realized that James was out of sorts.

James didn't answer him. He leaned back in his chair, and Maria popped into his thoughts. He recalled how she hit on him, raising her eyebrows and winking at him.

When she suddenly showed up in P City and ran towards him, she looked innocent and adorable.

That evening, she cried in his ears, begging for mercy. Her complacent expression annoyed him. That he also remembered.

She always wore dark, backless dresses and shirts, not to mention high-heeled shoes. The way she walked was graceful, elegant. Maria was arrogant, and there was always something behind her smile. And she drove him mad with desire.

'James?" Lawrence prompted him after a long silence. James lit a cigarette. But remembering how charming and sexy Maria looked when she smoked, he suddenly lost the desire to take a drag. "She should be half-dead now, if she's lucky."

It took some serious doing to find those killers. They wouldn't let him down.

Lawrence was taken aback. He asked, "What did you do to her? Did you finally decide to kill her?"

"Hmm," he admitted. Maria would serve as an example. She was presumptuous. She used him. She threatened him. How could he let her get away with that?

"James! What the hell, man?" Lawrence was borderline hysterical. The man couldn't find the door fast enough. "You'll be sorry!"

He was going to save Maria if it was the last thing he did.

He couldn't just stand by and watch his best friend make the mistake of a lifetime.

"You are wrong. I won't," James answered firmly, shaking his head. His life would be far less complicated without Maria. He wouldn't be stirred to extremes of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

'Spectators see more than players!' Lawrence wished he would smash James' skull in.

The only reason why James ordered the hit was because Maria got to him. She could make him feel things he didn't want to bother with. That was the only thing that made sense to Lawrence. It was not a good thing for James, the self-styled emperor of the city. But Lawrence didn't think it was a bad thing for his best friend.

Obviously, James refused to listen to him. Maybe he could use reason. Lawrence said in a quiet voice, "You're breaking the law, you know. If something happens to Maria, I won't let you off the hook. I won't let you get away with it, even if you are my best friend!"

James' eyes darkened. "You want to fall out with me over a woman?"

"Stop that. You know that has nothing to do with it. It's the law, old friend. Besides, what if she's not dead? What if she turns up safe and sound? What are you going to do then?"

James was troubled. He had never thought about that. He believed Maria was pretty well screwed this time. He retorted, "Okay, so maybe she lives. But she won't be the same. Maybe she ends up in a wheelchair, or worse."

"Did you forget about Norman? Do you think he'll let you kill Maria?" In fact, when Lawrence made friends with Maria and got closer to her, he wanted to do a background check on Norman.

For James, Norman was another obstacle. He had to be careful and tiptoe around the man to get anything done. James was annoyed by what Lawrence said. "Are you trying to irritate me? Fine. I set up an ambush near JH Street. But I don't think you'll make it in time to help her!"

He hung up the phone and loosened his tie. He really wanted to kill Maria himself at this point.

When Lawrence found the place James mentioned, he didn't see any sinister figures. But there was a lot of blood in a nearby alley.

He squatted down and touched it. It was fresh and still warm.

But there was no one around.

He took out his phone and called James again. "Hey, It's me. There's a lot of blood here. Someone got hurt. If it's Maria, you should tie up any loose ends and turn over your company to someone else."

"Whatever!" James hung up on him and gulped down a glass of strong liquor.