Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

Chapter 107 See the Terminally Ill Brutal Man

Lorenzo came in person, having revealed the answer without a shadow of a doubt. Jessica and

Lorenzo stayed in the teaching office for a while, and were respectfully escorted out by Amara herself.

"Holy shit! What the hell? Dean Hart, Jessica is too dominant, isn't she?"

Some people could not help but be curious and looked at Dean Hart and opened their mouths to ask

questions.

"Go away! Don't you even have to work or study? If you can make Lorenzo move, you're dominant

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Amara spoke coldly.

"......"

The crowd was somewhat unsure of what to expect.

"Dean Hart, you ......"

Leila's face was white and her voice trembled as she looked towards Amara.

Leila was very pleasing, or well disguised, so Amara's first impression of her was very good, and it

turned out that the person who was marrying into the private estate was not Jessica.

If it had not been Jessica, Leila would have married long ago.

Until now, Leila did not know that she was one move away from the position of Mrs. Fletcher.

Amara sighed, God's will was a joke.

If Leila hadn't found someone else to replace her, she would be standing next to Lorenzo, the god of

business, and would be admired by everyone as Mrs. Fletcher.

A conspiracy, an alternate marriage, quietly changed the fortunes of all.

Perhaps there was a divine plan.

"Leila, go about your business, I don't want to see arguments going on!"

Amara glanced at Leila and turned to leave.

How could Leila have imagined that Amara's gaze towards her would be so complex, regretful, puzzled

and sympathetic ......

The rumours disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed, whether it was Capttar Medical

Shcool, the media or the internet, any news reported in relation to it was cleared up with such speed

that it was mind-boggling.

The only person who was so capable about this was Lorenzo himself.

At the hall in Capttar Medical Shcool, Amara, as the head of the teaching department, personally

presided over the meeting and dealt seriously with those slanders and false accusations. The people

were well aware of Amara's temper and no one dared to mention a single word about it again.

Leila's heart was clogged with panic, she had tossed and turned for half a day, but Jessica hadn't been

hurt at all.

But she had not given up. After all, Jessica's husband had not yet appeared, and the man who lived in

a private estate, was terminally ill and brutal, might be a lifesaver for her.

"Mom, between Jessica and Lorenzo, it shouldn't be as simple as it seems on the surface."

Leila took out her mobile phone and called Aminah.

"Hey, Leila, what are you doing mentioning that girl? She has already suffered in lieu of marrying into

private estate, how can such a woman possibly become Mrs. Fletcher? Even if Lorenzo agreed, the

elders of the Fletcher family would not allow it, the position of Mrs. Fletcher must be yours."

Aminah, who was almost killed by Claudia, because of the revelation of her affair with Kai, had finally

gotten over it and was in the spirit to act strange again.

"By the way, did Dad go to private estate or not? He had said he was going to meet his son-in-law he

hadn't met."

When Leila thought that Jessica had already married and that there was no longer any possibility with

Lorenzo, she was completely relieved.

"Don't worry, how could your father not go since he promised you? I've seen him drive out already, and

I'm sure he'll meet up with the terminally ill and brutal man today."

"Then it's no problem, Mum, just sit and wait for the happy event to arrive."

Leila's heart, at last, was relieved.

"Okay."

Aminah answered and ended the call, not telling her daughter that she was with Kevin at the moment.

The relationship between Aminah and Kevin had reached a freezing point. They had not seen each

other for a long time, and Kevin no longer saw her on his own initiative.

Kai, the backer, was gone, and if she didn't catch Kevin, she would not have a good time, and she

continued to find opportunities to revive the thrive.

"Kevin, I've sort of figured it out recently, I was too ignorant in the past and it's my fault that things have

come to this point. I'm sorry, our daughter has grown up and is about to reach the age of marriage,

even if it's for the sake of our daughter' future happiness, can you forgive me? Let's start all over

again."

"Hmph!"

Kevin, because of the 1.5 billion arriving and the fact that many people thought Leila might marry

Lorenzo, was being courted every day, but the humiliation not long ago was still fresh in his mind.

Leila was Kevin's last hope.

As long as he became Lorenzo's father-in-law, what else was there to fear since he had the world at his

fingertips.

Aminah was still in the dark, thinking she had a wise choice to have Jessica replace Leila in the

marriage.

After some distance, Kevin finally drove to the private estate. He and got out of the car.

It was the first time they had been here, and when they looked around, it was quite normal and not

thought of as eerie, with the outermost part of the estate, it blocked by an iron fence gate.

Kevin rang the doorbell and a maid soon came.

"Hello to both of you, who are you looking for?"

The servant spoke respectfully, but without being condescending.

"We are Jessica's parents, Jessica is your lady, right? I haven't seen my son-in-law for a long time, so I

came to meet him today."

Kevin spoke up.

"I will go and report, please wait for a moment."

The maid looked to the two and turned to leave.

"A mere estate, does she really think it is a powerful family?"

Seeing the maid's cold and totally formulaic attitude, Aminah muttered in no good humour.

Kevin was unhappy too. He was at least the founder of the Armstrong Group, much better than this

family of cripple, so why should he be made to wait and why should he not be welcomed in

respectfully?

......

In the Estate’s glass flower room.

Alina was studying the new flowers and plants that had been flown in with great concentration.

"Madam, there are guests visiting, claiming to be the parents of the lady and saying they would like to

meet the young master."

The maid stepped up to the old lady's side and spoke with a respectful nod.

"It's quite a lively day, all the demons and monsters have come to join in the fun, they are seeing me

alone guarding the manor and think I am bored, so they want to come and find me something new to

do to keep me busy."

"......"

The housekeeper did not move, looked at the old lady, the corners of his lips could not help but twitch.

Well, another fool came to door and find troubles.

How dare Kevin and Aminah come to the manor and cause trouble, without thinking about who the

owner of the manor was?

"Don't stand there like you're being punished, go and move your muscles."

Alina looked to the housekeeper and swept her eyes.

The housekeeper did not dare move from his place and remained standing.

"At least you are the housekeeper of the manor, and these two nobodies, Kevin and Aminah, have

shocked you into such a state? Tsk, don't say you've worked at the manor for so many years, shame

on you."

Alina put down the tool in her hand.

"Madam, to be honest, I don't want to be used as a gun, those two are not enough to be feared, but I

am afraid of you."

The housekeeper smiled stiffly.

"Hmph."

Alina grunted coldly.

"......"

The corners of the housekeeper's lips, once again, could not help but twitch.

Kevin and Aminah couldn't get in, so they could only block the entrance of the manor, and they stood

until their legs cramped up, but they didn't see a figure come out.

"Kevin, the more I think about it, the more wrong ...... this place can't be haunted, right? Why there is

no one coming? We are Jessica's parents, how can they treat us so rudely and arrogantly? I'm about to

lose my footing, my legs are getting weak."

Aminah spoke up with no good grace.

"I'm sorry, you two are here at a bad time, today and tomorrow are random days off from the estate and

we don't see guests, so please go back."

The maid was as unhurried as if she were walking over and glancing at the couple.

Kevin's face turned pale with anger as he almost wanted to lift his foot and kick in the door.

Kevin subconsciously wanted to reprimand the maid, but before he could say anything, the maid turned

around and slunk away.

Kevin's heart was not feeling well, he hurriedly pulled out his quick-acting heart pills and swallowed the

pellets.

Aminah was more anxious than Kevin. She also wanted to meet the sick man Jessica was married to.

Just as Aminah was desperate, the housekeeper suddenly appeared.

The housekeeper, who had no choice but to be whisked out by Alina, was already old and walked

extremely slowly, like a centenarian.

The maid, who was just walking back, saw the housekeeper and saluted respectfully.

"Oh my God! The sickly man has finally shown up! He's appeared!"

Aminah was uncontrollably excited.

"......"

Kevin looked up and saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

That was outrageous, wasn't it?

His face had never looked so pale before, although he had known for a long time that the man Jessica

was married to was terminally ill and brutal, but ......

Seeing the man's age, he could be his own father, right?

Aminah could not wait to pull out the phone to take picture of the old man in front of her.