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    Chapter 191 Covering Sharon’s Crimes


    <b>“</b><b>Yes</b>, Mr. Jensen. The evidence is solid. Right now Ms. Summers is stalling, iming she won’t speak until herwyer arrives. What should we do?”


    Hansel’s words made Jensen feel like he was about to lose his mind.


    “What the hell is Sharon trying to do? She’s sick, and even like this she can stir up such chaos. If she weren’t sick, would she try to bring down the sky itself?”


    Agitated, Jensen yanked at his cor, but the suffocating weight on his chest didn’t ease.


    Luke Corp’s stock was plummeting. In only a short span, five percent of shares had already slipped away. He hadn’t even traced where those shares had gone, and now Sharon’s scandal had exploded on top of it all. Worse still, she had actually poisoned her own mother.


    A chill crept into his heart.


    Could someone who poisoned her own blood really have sacrificed a rib to save him years ago?


    But then he remembered the medical reports. They had been crystal clear. Even the Witch Doctor had overseen <i>it</i>–someone Sharon could never have bribed.


    The suspicion flickered, then died. He didn’t dare linger on it.


    Hansel, of course, had no idea what Sharon was thinking. “Mr. Jensen, what do we do now?”


    Pressing his fingers to his temples, Jensen spoke heavily. “Find a woman with Sharon’s build and have her take the fall. No matter the cost. As for Lucy, dig up some story about her past grudges with Sharon, then make sure she disappears quietly. Dead women can’t testify. Without her, there’s nothing to tie this back to Sharon. And tell the Summers family–contact Jordan. Have them keep things still for now. As long as we insist it wasn’t Sharon, that’s enough. Neither the Luke family nor the Summers family can afford to mistress or a daughter.”


    His voice was cold, pragmatic.


    Hansel understood at once.


    : a murderer for a


    “Mr. Jensen, if this is discoveredter, it could be dangerous.”


    “Then don’t use our people. Let the Summers family handle it.”


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    “<b>Yes</b><b>.” </b>


    Hansel hung up.


    Jordan received the call almost immediately.


    When he heard what Sharon had done, his heart skipped with fear.


    “Hansel, did Sharon really poison my wife?”


    Hansel didn’t hide it. “Yes, the evidence is there. But the surveince didn’t catch her face, which leaves room to maneuver. Mr. Jensen says Luke Corp is drowning right now, and he doesn’t have the time to pull Sharon out. He asks that you, Jordan, take care of it. He stressed this: neither the Luke nor the Summers family can survive the scandal of a murderer’s daughter or wife. You understand.”


    Jordan did understand. As a patriarch of a powerful family, he knew exactly what Hansel


    meant.


    He agreed, but sweat beaded thick on his forehead.


    Sharon was his daughter. His own flesh and blood.


    But she was venomous. If she could poison her mother, what would stop her from turning on him one day if he crossed her?


    The thought left him cold.


    Still, he knew they couldn’t abandon her now.


    Jordan hurried off to make arrangements.


    Jensen buried himself once more in the corporate war, trying to w back Luke Corp’s slipping shares.


    Ocean City’s skies were roiling with storms stirred by Natalie and Baron.


    But the two themselves were fast asleep in their bedroom.


    Natalie woke first, roused by hunger.


    eyes,


    close


    For a moment she didn’t recognize her surroundings. Then the strong arm around her waist reminded her. She turned her head to find Baron’s handsome face right before her enough to see every fine strand of hair.


    They were home<b>. </b>


    She <b>reached </b>out to poke his face yfully, but he caught her finger in his mouth. <fnbfe3> Find the newest release on find?novel</fnbfe3>


    “Ow! Baron! Are you a dog?”


    Natalie yelped and kicked him.


    Baron opened his eyes, all smiles, none of the grogginess of waking.


    “You’ve been awake?”


    “Mm. But with a beauty in my arms, I thought I’d stay a little longer.”


    He didn’t even bother denying it.


    Natalie pulled her finger free, her skin tingling where his lips had touched. Her cheeks flushed. This infuriating man never missed a chance to tease her.


    How was she supposed to resist?


    “I’m hungry!”


    She ignored his antics.


    Baron’s eyes lit up. “I’m hungry too.”


    His look made her want tough and cry at once.


    “Baron, I swear, if you don’t learn some restraint, I’ll make sure you don’t touch my bed for a month!”


    The man was bing more and more outrageous.