Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 181: She Forces Oliver Wright to the Brink

The scene ahead was a chaotic ss, and everyone seed like actors on a stage, while Alia Wright was the only audience mber.

Alia watched and suddenly began to clap.

Her face wore a joyful smile as she applauded fervently for this mont.

How could she not be happy to see the family she hated end up like this?

It was like a book carrying all her hatred, and now it was down to the last few pages, almost finished. Perhaps she would be free when this book was closed.

Recently, Alia’s emotions had grown increasingly indifferent; it was a detachnt from life, a lack of expectation for life. She was rely living.

Revenge, repentance, and gratitude defined her entire life.

Seeking revenge against the Wright family, repentance for not burdening her relatives, and earning money for Godfery Shaw’s company as gratitude.

Once all of this was done, Alia didn’t know if she would even care to keep on living.

Alia lowered her clapping hands and said calmly, "Let’s go."

Hailey Smith was engrossed in watching and turned to ask, "Master, aren’t you going to watch anymore? I think that father and daughter might start fighting."

"No, we’re done here. Have soone keep an eye on them, and don’t let Oliver Wright leave Riverwood City."

"Okay, don’t worry, Master, he won’t get away."

Hailey felt that today’s Young Madam had an ethereal quality, as if she might disappear in a blink.

From the day Alia married Godfery Shaw, Hailey had inexplicably transitioned from being a re driver to becoming her bodyguard. Among them, Hailey might be the one most aware of all Alia’s sches and revenge plots.

Feeling uneasy, Hailey muttered, "Young Madam."

Alia frowned. "Hm?"

"No, I ant to say... Master... Master."

"Ha!"

The faint chuckle sent a shiver down Hailey’s spine, but the void-like aura around the Young Madam seed to have diminished.

Her brother had said that recently the Young Madam’s emotions seed off and advised him to stay by her side continuously.

But he increasingly felt that the Young Madam was becoming more terrifying.

...

The next day.

The Wright Corporation declared bankruptcy.

Oliver Wright had failed to escape last night; from now on, he wouldn’t be able to leave.

All of Oliver’s personal assets and properties were frozen.

The money he had embezzled and transferred to a foreign account had been discovered and completely frozen as well.

The Wright Corporation was also about to be auctioned off by the courts.

anwhile, at the hospital.

Ava Wright and Oliver Wright had indeed co to blows last night. The aging Oliver had thrown his back out and was taken to the hospital.

Ava used the opportunity to sneak away.

Oliver looked at his son in the hospital room, appearing years older, and said apologetically, "Son, it’s my fault. I wanted to give you everything, but I failed."

The young man possessed a youthful charm appreciated by the elders, sincerely saying, "It’s alright. No matter if you’re rich or poor, you’re the best father I have. But Dad, could you give so money now? I don’t have the money to pay the hospital bill."

Oliver looked at the woman quietly peeling an apple in the room and his beloved son, feeling warmth in his heart.

Nodding, he whispered, "I still have so left. I’ve hidden five million that nobody knows about. Take it and stash it away. When the dust settles, we’ll find a place to live quietly as a family."

The son’s eyes were filled with deep admiration.

Seeing this gaze, Oliver willingly handed over his last savings.

"Dad, I’ll go pay the hospital bill now."

"Oliver, you enjoy the apple; I’ll go speak to the doctor about your condition."

The mother and son walked out of the hospital room.

After eating the apple, Oliver felt a bit drowsy and decided to nap until they ca back.

An hour later.

The mother and daughter who should have been in the hospital were now at the airport with their luggage, standing in front of Alia Wright.

The woman, sowhat fearful of Alia, said nervously, "We’ve done what you asked and took the five million from him."

Alia responded with a smile, "Don’t be nervous. This money is rightly yours. You’ve been the secret mistress for so many years. When he was rich, you stayed hidden, and now that he’s bankrupt, he expects you to suffer with him? There’s no such easy deal in the world."

Hearing Alia, the woman’s previously hesitant expression turned resolute, "You’re right. I’m not being cruel, I’m... just protecting myself. You promised that if I took his last bit of money, you’d really help us get out of the country?"

Alia handed over two plane tickets, "I keep my word. Here are the tickets; you can prepare to board."

The pair looked overjoyed.

If they stayed in Riverwood City due to Oliver Wright, they’d never lift their heads again.

Even the revelation of their relationship had led to her and her son’s accounts being frozen and being banned from leaving the country.

Being able to leave now was marvelous.

The pair sneaked a glance at Alia Wright, this forr foster daughter of the Wright family proving to have far more capability than they’d imagined.

Alia t their gaze with a smile and said, "Rember, once you leave, don’t co back. If you return, I might not be able to restrain myself from coming after you. After all, you are Oliver Wright’s woman and son."

The woman quickly replied, "We won’t co back, not for the rest of our lives."

"Alright, go on."

The mother and son hurried toward the boarding gate. The woman turned back and spoke to the air, "Oliver Wright, I’ve been with you for so many years. Consider this five million compensation for my lost youth. I owe you nothing."

Alia watched them leave.

On the surface, she seed calm and at ease, but deep down, she was still the sa reckless and fierce Alia Wright.

She wanted to drive Oliver Wright to the point of no return!

Hailey Smith observed from afar, feeling that the Young Madam was becoming increasingly terrifying.

Oliver Wright awoke from his nap to find himself alone in the hospital room and, after waiting a while, saw no sign of their return.

When he called, their phones were turned off.

Eventually, a nurse ca and gently requested, "Sir, could you please go settle the hospital bill?"

Oliver’s expression froze instantly. He was too accustod to manipulating others not to figure out what had happened based on the clues.

The ones he cared about the most had taken his last savings and left!

Staring blankly, Oliver suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The nurse shrieked in alarm, "Doctor, quick, the patient here is in trouble."

However, Oliver Wright didn’t die from anger; his health was too robust for that.

But now, he had nothing left, and living seed worse than dying.

On the second day, Oliver secretly left the hospital.

He didn’t pay the bill; he snuck out.

Wearing a hospital gown, he ran to the rooftop of the Wright Corporation building.

Today was the day the Wright Corporation would be auctioned off, and the scene was bustling.

The building where the Wright Corporation resided wasn’t tall, twelve floors in total, and people below could clearly see the person standing on the rooftop.

Oliver Wright stood on the rooftop, shouting down, "You all want to push to the edge, right? I’ll show you by dying today. You’re all complicit murderers, and yes, Alia Wright! Alia Wright! She’s the wicked executioner!"