Just like that, Jacqueline was officially expelled from the Jacobson family.


    Stephen then promptly handed her to the authorities.


    Ralph made it very clear that they knew Jacqueline had murdered Garret''s mother and Susan''s father. However, the cops had already closed the case. Therefore, they were ordered not to interfere with the ruling.


    Jacqueline''s actions of inciting Susan to kidnap Seline would result in a prison sentence that the Jacobsons could keep under wraps. However, it would be apletely different matter if news got out that Jacqueline was responsible for three deaths.


    Ralph was a politician and particrly wary of such blemishes on his record. His hard-earned career would be ruined if his political adversaries found out about this.


    ...


    Tessa returned to work at thew firm on Monday.


    She had already prepared the arbitration application form and evidence regarding Lucas'' case. Hence, she nned to submit them to the Social Security


    Administration today.


    Then, a hearing would be held at the State Labor Rtions Board once the materials passed the review.


    The Bentley Continental that Stephen gave Tessa was far too shy for work, so she usually drove a more discreet BMW to court or when she met up with her clients.


    She couldn''t find a parking spot at the Social Security Administration, so she parked her car in an open-air lot nearby.


    As a result, she had to cross a street in order to get to her destination.


    Tessa stood at the curb as she patiently waited for the traffic lights to change when she suddenly felt someone pushing her forward.


    She didn''t see iting and lurched into the busy street.


    Cars were still rushing by as the pedestrian light shined a warning red.


    The driver of an approaching vehicle couldn''t hit the brakes in time, and his eyes widened with shock as he was about to hit Tessa.


    In that split second, Tessa felt as though death was beckoning her.


    Just then, a pair of hands yanked her back to safety.


    It all happened in a second, and Tessa''s soul had nearly left her body due to terror.


    She gasped for air as her heart pounded in fear.


    It took her a while to eventually regain herposure. There was no denying that she''d narrowly escaped death minutes ago.


    "Mrs. Jacobson, are you okay?" asked one of the bodyguards, his face pale with fright.


    They had been so close to getting themselves killed.


    Thank God the car had been quite a distance away, giving them a chance to redeem themselves.


    "Mrs. Jacobson, he was the one who pushed you!" another bodyguarde said. He was holding anky-looking man in a firm grip, restraining the assant''s arm behind his back.


    Tessa''s heart was still racing, and her body trembled from the adrenaline. Frankly,


    she was still in a bit of a shock.


    "Who are you? Why did you push me?" Tessa muttered tremulously.


    .nét


    The man''s eyes darted around her as he stammered, "I-It was an ident. I didn''t mean to bump into you. I''m so sorry. I really didn''t mean for that to happen."


    "You''re lying," the bodyguard said coldly.


    The assant hastily blurted, "No! It was an ident!"


    The bodyguard didn''t hesitate to dislocate the assant''s arm, and the snapping sound seemed to reverberate across the street.


    The poor sod howled in agony.


    The pedestrian light turned green, and the curious onlookers promptly crossed the street, leaving them behind.


    Then, the bodyguard added, "Mrs. Jacobson, I saw him push you with my own two eyes. He did it on purpose."


    Tessa furrowed her brows as her eyes started to ze with anger. "Why did you push me?"


    Unfortunately, her question remained unanswered as the assant was in too much pain to speak, his face twisted in agony.


    "Fine. Since you''re not talking, I''ll just have to call the police."


    Meanwhile, a ck Aston Martin situated across the street had its window partially lowered.


    James


    the backerton, who was sitting in


    the backseat, had a gleam in his eyes. He quirked his lips in intrigue as he asked, "Is she Stephen''s woman?"


    Conrad Gomez, who was sitting beside him, promptly replied, "Yes, James."


    James smirked. "She''s got quite the luck."


    "The men with her must be the bodyguards Stephen got for her," Conrad added.


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