Chapter 691 More Trouble
Azure knew from the start that Christina was no saint. Ever since Nigel was thrown into prison, she had already prepared herself for Christina to exact revenge.
Unfortunately, she had underestimated the younger woman’s patience and heart for vengeance.
“You should never go so far as to burn your bridges completely, Christina. It won’t bring you any good.” Wary of the lawyer seated across her, Azure did her best to control her words and actions.
“Actually, it will,” Christina replied with a merciless smile. “My mom died a tragic death, and my dad had to endure over twenty years of torment because of his legs. They deserve the worst fate possible. You have no right to act all self–righteous and tell me what’s right or wrong.”
Azure was so furious that her chest hurt. How she wished she could appear on the other end of the phone and strangle Christina.
She was ignorant and had made the biggest mistake in her life, which was to acknowledge Christina as part of the Gibson family.
“I’m Timothy’s biological mother, Christina. Even if you want to get even, it’s not up to someone like you, who’s younger than me, to teach me a lesson.” Azure was only deceiving herself; deep down, she wasn’t as confident as she sounded.
The older woman had never officially visited Timothy ever since he fell unconscious and was hospitalized. She was constantly busy dealing with Nigel’s affairs and even more caught up trying to reclaim Gibson Corporation through other ways.
Even so, her plans fell through.
Now, Azure was like a helpless animal that had lost all its limbs. She wouldn’t be able to rise again no matter how hard she tried.
“My dad will be awake soon. I’ll have someone send you all documents related to the cutting of ties between you and him,” Christina added frostily and hung up.
As though struck in the head, Azure fell into a daze for a long while before finally processing what: Christina had said.
“This little brat doesn’t have any respect for me! She’s even trying to order me around!”
The woman hurled her phone with rage, but none of her complaints and troubles would evoke the lawyer’s pity.
“I’ve done what Mrs. Hadley has asked me to, Mrs. Lazuli. Please find yourself a new home and move out as soon as you can. I’ll have someone take a look at this house in a few days,” the lawyer remarked professionally.
-Not only did Christina get Victoria to have a lawyer put on such an exciting live show for her, but the
former even made another demand.
She gave Azure a grace period to move out of the Gibson residence.
The mansion indeed belonged to Azure, but she had secretly mortgaged it to help cover the losses incurred by Nigel’s company.
Christina had someone purchase the building after receiving word that Azure couldn’t afford to pay off
Hence, the Gibson residence now belonged to Christina.
After Azure had lost her status and influence, all those so-called friends who used to butter her up removed her from their circle. Even Barnaby didn’t want her anymore, and all she could rely on now was Yerck.
Yet, what devastated her more was that she couldn’t reach Yerek, and all her possessions were now only enough to cover half a year’s worth of rent and basic living expenses.
Having lived in luxury all this while, downgrading her lifestyle was simply torture for her.
Azure sat back on the couch and responded in a demanding tone, “If Christina wants me to move out, have her come see me in person. Otherwise, no one gets to tell me what to do.”
Given his long career and having dealt with all kinds of cases, the lawyer had certainly met his fair share of people who were more shameless and unreasonable than Azure.
“Mrs. Lazuli, if Mrs. Hadley had to come over personally to address this trivial matter, she wouldn’t have sent me to notify you in advance,” he explained politely. “I’ll be back in three days. I hope you’ll make all necessary preparations and not make things difficult for us.”
With that, he picked up his briefcase and left.
Azure immediately threw a huge fit, and the once–silent living room was soon filled with wails of anguish.
Meanwhile, Christina returned to the ward on time.
While the woman slowly enjoyed her dinner in the evening, Lyle suddenly opened the door and entered.
“Is something the matter, Lyle?”
“I’ve received news from the police, Mrs. Hadley. They got into a serious accident while escorting Anya back to the station. The police car fell into the sea while trying to evade a large truck that had lost control on a bridge. All the officers have been rescued, but Anya is nowhere to be found.” D
Christina stopped moving for a split second before putting down her fork, appearing uninterested.
“Are there any suspects behind the accident?” She couldn’t help but feel suspicious given the coincidence.
“Nothing’s confirmed at the moment. The police found out that the truck wasn’t fit to be on the road. It was old, but the faulty brake system didn’t seem to have been intentionally caused by someone.”
Still, that didn’t mean someone hadn’t tampered with the truck.
“Do whatever it takes to find Anya, dead or alive. Deploy more people if needed.” Christina frowned as her -expression turned grave.
If she tries to get away, I’ll never let her off.
“Understood,” Lyle responded before turning to leave.
Having lost her appetite, Christina had the caretaker clear her food.
When night fell, Nathaniel showed up at the ward with a chilly aura.
“I heard from the caretaker that you didn’t have much for dinner. There was a lot of food left,” he commented with glacier–like eyes.
“I wasn’t really hungry, so I didn’t cat much.” The woman clutched her belly and walked back to her bed. from the window. “Honestly, you don’t have to keep dropping by to keep me company. I know you’re busy.”
“I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone at the hospital,” Nathaniel replied frankly. “I’ll get Sebastian to bring you some supper. You have to take good care of your body and the baby.”
Knowing that the man might get angry with her if she rejected him further, Christina burrowed herself in his arms. “I want a burrito,” she murmured coyly.
“Okay.” While holding onto her with one arm, Nathaniel whipped out his phone and dialed Sebastian’s number, asking the latter to buy a burrito.
Then, he carried Christina back onto the bed and tucked her in.
“Yerek may have been involved with Anya’s car accident,” he remarked, suddenly changing the subject. “Nigel didn’t rat him out, and Anya has a lot of dirt on him. If she gets caught, Yerek will have to be investigated too.”
“So, Yerek arranged the murder because he wanted to leave no loose ends,” Christina commented after a
“There could be more than one reason behind that,” Nathaniel mused. “Anya is a granddaughter of the Specker family, so there’s no way Vladimir would just sit back and do nothing for her. As long as Anya’s alive, Yerek will have a way to get more funds through Vladimir.”
Christina was dumbstruck.
So, he’s going to such lengths to protect her just so he can use her as a cash machine?