Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 33

“Mr. Turner, you know Jo’s personality. I can’t possibly help the two of you meet, Madelyn muttered in a low voice.

I noticed that you shared a picture of an St. limited–edition bag on your social media. Samuel raised an eyebrow.

Madelyn gritted her teeth. She wanted to maintain her moral integrity, but the bag was too good to pass on. “Death”

After getting into Samuel’s car, Madelyn called Josie.

Josie did not pick up.

However, Madelyn refused to give up. Her bag was at stake!

Jo

When Madelyn called Josie for the third time, the latter finally answered, but there was no response from the other end of the line.

“Charles, why did you come to the hotel to tell me about my parents‘ car accident?”

Josie’s voice sounded through the phone.

Samuel suddenly stepped on the brake, and his eyes instantly went cold.

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Alarmed, Madelyn covered her mouth. Josie had deliberately answered the call.

After recording the call, Madelyn looked at Samuel for help.

Samuel grabbed the phone and listened to the conversation between Josie and Charles.

He wanted to find out where Josie was now.

“Jo, as you know, this is an important matter You cannot divulge it to the public.”

*Norman Hotel is quite good. This suite probably costs a lot per night, Josie stated quietly.

“Norman Hotel belongs to the Gibson Corporation. It belongs to you.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Charles had made an appointment at Cote Restaurant, but he suddenly changed his mind and asked Josie to come to a suite at Norman Hotel instead.

Josie was not an idiot. She knew that there must be something amiss for him to suddenly change their plans.

She did not trust Charles, but she was anxious to hear the information regarding her parents‘ death. “Gibson Corporation has nothing to do with me. It belongs to Henry.

“Oh, Jo. Silly girl: Charles sighed and got up to pour Josie a glass of water.

Josie dared not to drink the water offered by Charles. “Henry is the legal successor of the Gibson family.”

Josie had warned Charles more than once, and she knew what the latter wanted.

“After divorcing you, Henry turned around and flaunted his relationship with Ashley in public. He and Ashley had already plotted against you even before you divorced. Jo, don’t you hate Henry?”

Their marriage of three years had been hetrayed just like that, and Charles believed Josie must feel resentful.

“I just want to know about my parents‘ car accident.” Josie frowned.

She didn’t hate Henry enough to take drastic measures against him.

She merely wants to live a good life away from Henry.

“Jo, I can’t bear to see you alone.. Charles approached Josie and said again, “As long as you are with me, I will help you uncover the truth behind your parents‘ deaths. I will help you get everything.”

Josie suddenly got up and looked at Charles warily. She did not like the way he was approaching her.

Charles was o

obviously irritated by Josie’s attitude. Jol Henry doesn’t want you anymore. Who do you think you are?”

If Josie had not been so valuable, Charles would not have looked at her twice. It wasn’t as if he lacked women. “I’m willing to marry you, so you should be grateful. Do you think others will want a divorced woman?”

“Since you don’t seem to have anything important to say, I’ll be leaving now.” Fingers trembling, Josie turned around to

leave.

Jo!” Charles grabbed Josie’s arm and forced her into a corner. “Don’t you want to know the truth? Then, let me ask you. Who was most afraid that Hayden would return to the Gibson family and take the inheritance?”

Gasping, Josie stared at Charles with a complicated expression.

Josie’s eyes were red, and she muttered, “Liar..”

Charles wanted to lead Josie to Henry. But that year, Henry was only 18 years old.

“Am I a liar?” Charles smiled. “Why don’t you take a look for yourself?”

Charles threw Josie onto the bed and threw the photos and materials in his hand beside her.

Fingers trembling, Josie picked up the photo. It depicted Henry meeting a man.

“This man is Henry’s biological father.

The documents showed an investigation of Henry’s background.

“Henry was abandoned in the orphanage by his father. He is an illegitimate child that no one wanted. The man’s name is Spike Taibbi. Have you heard of the Taibbi family of Hpfcaster? He was on the brink of bankruptcy due to gambling but mysteriously made a comeback three years ago. Who do you think helped him?”

Josie had never cared about Henry’s background. She also never asked why he went to the orphanage.

“Henry has always been the investor for Taibbi Corporation. How could he let his family’s business rot in the mud?” Charles asked sarcastically. He was obviously looking down on Henry.

He continued, “Your father’s car was tampered with before the accident, and then the accident happened. The police suspected the mechanic, but they were suppressed by John. Your grandfather had always known who killed his own son. What a shame. Unfortunately, his heir was far more important to him. Even though he knew that Henry was involved in it, he decided to abandon your

father and his family. Do you understand what I’m trying to say? You were the only one in the Gibson family who didn’t know the truth.”

Charles’s words were ironic. He let Josie in on the secret that everyone knew. Josie was the only one kept in the dark.

Everyone knew that Hayden’s death was related to the right of inheritance.

Josie was the only one who refused to see the truth

Suddenly having difficulty breathing, Josie’s anxiety disorder began to act up again.

Josie rubbed her fingers slowly, and her teeth chattered as she read over the information and name of the mechanic.

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Josie… Charles undid his tie and walked behind her. Join me. I’ll seize everything that should’ve belonged to your father and return it to you.”

Is this the reason you had reporters waiting outside the hotel?” Josie’s voice trembled. She had known everything, but still,

she came.

Josie knew that Charles had done it on purpose, but still, she came.

“Now that I’m divorced and alone, what was there to be afraid of?” she thought.

Charles was stunned. He hadn’t expected Josie to guess his intentions. “So, you were aware of my plans. You’ve always been a

smart one.

“Charles, what would Henry do if he knew that you plotted against him and his ex–wife to steal the shares from him?” Josie sneered. She smashed the glass against the table and pressed the broken shard against her own pale neck. “If you touch me today. I promise that the reporter’s article will be splendid.”

Charles’s eyes were filled with terror. He thought, “She’s gone mad!”

“What a stubborn person. Do you think Henry will care whether you live or die?” Charles was irritated, but he tried not to provoke Josie.

Charles took out his phone and called Henry in front of Josie. Let’s make a bet. I say Henry doesn’t care about your life at

all!”

Josie tightened her grip on the glass shard, her eyes burning.

“Henry… Would he care if I died?” she wondered.

“What’s wrong?” Henry’s cold tone sounded from the other end of the phone.

“Mr. Gibson, your ex–wife is currently sharing a room with me in Norman Hotel. Would you like to join in the fun?”