Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1772

Luna only took a few steps when she turned around and swept Luke a cold gaze. "I can't meddle too much into your affairs with Gwen, but if a thing like that happens again, I'll finish you!

"Also..." Luna took a deep breath and continued, "Since you placed Gwen here, don't let her witness all the bloody scenes. Don't let too many people know about this place. Do your deadly business somewhere else. Don't let it affect Gwen."

Then, Luna turned and left.

Luke leaned back on the sofa with a sneer on his face a s he watched Luna leave.

It was only after Theo and Luna vanished from sight did the butler by the side sigh. He picked up the teapot and poured Luke a cup of tea.

"Sir, it looks like someone misunderstood you again. Why don't you explain it clearly to Ms. Larson? You've never killed her fiance. It was her fiance that..."

Before the butler could finish his sentence, his words were forced back by Luke's icy glare.

Luke looked at the butler coldly. "I don't want her to know."

Luke would rather her continue to be misled than for her to know the truth. The truth would be too cruel for

her.

"Send the orders." Luke changed into a more comfortable position. He raised his hand and rubbed the middle of his brows.

"From now onward, no one in this mansion is allowed t o mention anything about the people or matters of Sea City. Otherwise, they'd be cast out of this gang!"

Although the butler was unhappy, he could only lower his head and reply, "Yes, Sir."

Luna continued to ponder Gwen's words on the journey from Luke's mansion to the Landry Mansion.

If others might think that Charlotte's orders to demolish the small house came from her, could it also be that someone secretly burned Malcolm's mansion, then let others think that Malcolm was the one who did it?

Luna closed her eyes and Heather's last words before her death inexplicably appeared on her mind.