His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 736: Fire Breaks Out

Chapter 736

"Speaking of which, her looks don’t resemble either her mom or her dad, it must be God’s punishnt."

The mont Second Aunt finished her sentence, she felt a gust of wind, and then her neck was seized and she was lifted off the ground!

"Ah——"

Everyone scread.

Shelby Hamilton blinked hard, finding it hard to believe what she had just seen.

She clearly saw Wanda Wesley move five ters away in an instant and effortlessly lifted her Second Aunt!

But, how could that be possible?

Isn’t this sothing you only see in movies?!

While she was dumbfounded, shrieking noises started ringing in her ears.

After a dizzy spell, she jerked back to reality, to find a blaze below, and everyone frantically trying to escape.

"Wh, when did the fire happen?"

She took a few steps back in panic and was about to flee, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. The next second, she felt her neck being choked and she was lifted off the ground!

Looking at the face before her, she was terrified and disbelieving.

Wanda Wesley’s smile was horrifying, she said, "Didn’t I warn you not to ss with Robert Foster? Why can’t you just listen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she tightened her grip with a crackling sound.

Hamilton’s face was pale and twisted, her throat let out a hoarse scream.

Wanda Wesley’s smile was even brighter, "You liked Lance Lawson’s post bashing Robert Foster, didn’t you?"

Hamilton desperately waved her hands, her body beginning to convulse.

Just as she was hanging by a thread, Wesley let go, and Hamilton fell harshly to the ground.

Next, Wesley picked up a bucket of dirty water left in the corridor and slowly poured it onto Hamilton’s face.

Hamilton, breathing heavily, ended up swallowing the dirty water that splashed onto her!

She flipped over and retched.

Wanda Wesley’s gaze was cold, "Your days in the Entertainnt Circle are over."

Outside.

Robert Foster had already got an off-road vehicle.

He had friends in the area who were into cars, so he borrowed one and drove over here.

As soon as he arrived, he felt the heat.

He rolled down the car window and looked at the Hamilton’s residence, he was shocked.

The Hamilton residence was on fire!

"Wanda Wesley!"

He opened the car door, about to rush down, when the main gate of the Hamiltons opened.

Wanda Wesley walked out.

Robert Foster went down and imdiately noticed her disheveled appearance, "What did they do to you?!"

As he spoke, he started taking off his clothes, "Take off your outer clothes and wear this quickly."

It was cold, and she was all wet with a musty sll, it was easy for her to get sick.

Wanda Wesley received it and thanked him.

Then said, "Let’s go."

Robert Foster looked into the mansion, "But inside..."

"Soone will take care of it."

Wanda Wesley was originally going to lie, saying the Hamiltons were having a Sacred Fire Feast, a tradition of their old ho, Robert Foster would surely believe it.

But when the words ca to her lips, she couldn’t say them as easily as before.

She said, "If we don’t leave now, it’ll be too late."

Before Robert Foster could ask why, several thuggish n rushed out from the grand entrance of the Hamiltons’ residence and were ferociously chasing them.

"Get in the car quickly!"

Robert Foster hurriedly opened the car door, got Wanda Wesley into the car, then drove off.

The vehicle sped down the road.

He kept checking the rearview mirror, and confird that those guys were indeed chasing them.

The scenario before him suddenly blurred, a familiar picture flashed through his mind - the thrill of speed, her mouth bound with tape, her hands and feet tied with rope, and the angry yells of the bad guys filling his ears.

"Robert Foster!"

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(Woke up in the middle of the night and rembered I forgot sothing, turned out I had forgotten to update)