Alex looked at Ronald condescendingly. "Mypany doesn''t coborate with ungrateful people."


    "What do you mean?"


    "The Watsons have already found out the real reason Pauline went mad. They''re on their way now."


    "What?" Ronald''s face turned pale with fear. "The... Watsons... It wasn''t me! I didn''t drive her insane. It was Jolene who did. She found Pauline and lied to her, saying she was pregnant-that''s the real reason!"


    "Save those words for the Watsons." Alex kicked away Ronald, who was clutching his pant leg, before turning to leave.


    I shot Jolene a challenging re. "The Watsons won''t let you off."


    "It wasn''t me!" With her face full of panic, she took a few steps back. "I just wanted them to divorce."


    Alex took my hand. "Let''s go. We''ll find another ce to eat. Let''s leave this ce to the Watsons."


    Before leaving, I gave Elena a look that said it all. Her face had long gone deathly pale.


    As we walked out, my gazended on Alex''s hand that was holding mine. His hands were attractive. He had long, slender fingers, and the veins on the back of his hand were subtly visible. The heat from his warm palm spread from my hand to my entire body.


    When we reached the entrance, I noticed several cars pulling up in front of the hotel. A group of men in ck suits and sunsses got out, looking intimidating. The man leading the group nodded at Alex and thanked him. These had to be the men working for the Watsons.


    I let out a long sigh. Jolene was truly reaping what she had sown this time. She probably wouldn''t have the time to cause me any more trouble in the future.


    "Now that Jolene is taken care of, we''re


    t with Elena.de


    For now, I hadn''t


    with a way to deal with her


    a way to deal with 1 zet


    We switched to another restaurant. Just as we arrived at the entrance, Alex''s


    phone rang. How timely.


    "What?" He answered the call and frowned slightly. "Alright, got it."


    "What''s wrong?" I asked, looking at him.


    "Something''s going on at the


    "No, no, it''s okay." I quickly returned it to him. "It''s just a meal. L and I will handle it ourselves."


    His car disappeared into the distance, and his figure faded into the crowd. Out of nowhere, I felt somewhat lonely.


    "Hey." Leaning against me, L gave my chest a smack. "What a shame, huh? All dolled up for nothing."


    How presumptuous of her. Feeling exposed, I smacked her on the head. "What are you overthinking about?"


    "Am I the one overthinking?" She gazed at me slyly as if she had seen through me. "Or is it you?"