<h4>Chapter 1472: 1472. It’s that shrewish posture again</h4>
If this matter seeds, the ultimate beneficiary will be William Hall.
"Will it alert the snake?"
Elly Campbell looked at Adam Jones, her expression uneasy as she asked.
If it really is William Hall, and he finds out that his ns have been detected, he will undoubtedly react like a cornered beast. Who knows what he might do in desperation?
To deal with them, he didn’t hesitate to disregard the lives of the vigers here. What else could he not do?
"Don’t worry, I’ve already asked Robert Green to make the arrangements."
Adam Jones raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head in a soothing motion, then continued:
"But, regardless of whether it’s William Hall or not, it’s time to close the weid before."
Adam’s eyes narrowed coldly, the icy gaze piercing.
William Hall had the audacity to target his wife. That alone was enough for him to deserve death a thousand times over.
This recentndslide—if it wasn’t his doing, fine. But if it was, Adam swore he would make him live out the rest of his days wishing for death.
Hall Family—
"You’ve been quite unusual recently, running home every day. What’s the matter? Got bored of your beloved soulmate?"
Leanne Richards, returning from poker night, happened to bump into William Hall, who had just returned from thepany. Her words were filled with sarcasm.
The rtionship between this couple had always teetered on the razor’s edge between ice and fire.
Especially William Hall, who held Leanne Richards in open disdain for her crude, unrefined behavior. As the rightful Mrs. Hall of the Hall Family, her every word and action seemed more fitting for an indecent paramour, embarrassing him on multiple asions whenever she went out.
When the Old Master was still alive, he could endure her; now that the Old Master was gone, he couldn’t even stand the sight of her.
Leanne Richards had once held some hope for William Hall, thinking that having a capable, outstanding son who controlled half of the Hall n, William would have the sense to prioritize family interests rather than siding with his mistress and illegitimate son to oppose her and her son.
But, bit by bit, she began to see things clearly.
William Hall’s heart was wholly devoted to Mia Brown, that Fox Spirit, and to Leo Hall, that little bastard. The shred of hope she had clung to was thoroughly extinguished.
Now, her sole focus was on ensuring her son could wrest control of the Hall n. When that day came, she would see William Hall and his mistress and bastard cast out together. She wanted to see if that Fox Spirit would still want her decrepit, shameless old man then.
Leanne had no doubts that Harry Hall would sessfully seize the Hall n. But recently, she had vaguely sensed that William Hall was up to something shady.
She wasn’t well-versed in corporate matters, but after being married to William Hall for decades, she could still sense when he was acting unusual.
"William Hall, I’m warning you—Harry, no matter what, is your son, the only grandson the Old Master ever acknowledged. If you dare to do anything to harm Harry for the sake of that woman and her bastard, even in death, I won’t let you get away with it."
Such shrew-like behavior once again.
William Hall felt that even exchanging one more word with her was insulting to himself.
"Then go ahead and die now. That way, when I do something to your precious son, you cane and haunt me for revenge!"
With that, he strode into the house, leaving Leanne Richards seething, her teeth clenched in rage. She stared venomously at his retreating figure, cursed at him repeatedly, and then followed him inside.
William Hall sat in the living room, staring at the tablet in his hands, his brows furrowed in a deep, contemtive glower.
Seeing him like this, Leanne Richards guessed that the old scoundrel must have run into some trouble.
With that thought, she couldn’t help but mock him with gloating delight.
Without even lifting his eyelids, William Hall treated her like she waspletely invisible.