Chapter 751: 751. Really is an unkillable cockroach_1 Chapter 751: 751. Really is an unkillable cockroach_1 Mrs. Lee looked at Daisy Thompson’s fierce expression, utterly unfazed, and instead laughed,
“You’re so certain that it’s President Jones’s wife, did you already know Mrs. Jones would be inside and deliberately lure us over, or… are you intentionally misleading people, pinning your own dirty deeds onto Mrs. Jones, or perhaps…”
Mrs. Lee’s gaze then shifted to Elly Campbell, “Like what Mrs. Jones just said, Mrs. Green, do you plan to find President Jones a concubine?”
Daisy Thompson almost couldn’t maintain her previously gentle expression due to Mrs. Lee’s words.
She couldn’t admit to any of the three possibilities she suggested.
This bitch, she had crowded her out several tis when she was young, making her lose face, and now she was still aggressive, insisting on pushing her to death?
She wanted to go up and rip this bitch’s mouth apart, but all she could do now was endure, she couldn’t do anything else.
She could only continue to say amiably:
“Mrs. Lee, you’ve misunderstood . I have so acquaintance with Adam, and when I heard his wife was missing, I naturally beca worried, hence my voice may have raised a bit.”
With that, she glanced in Adam Jones’s direction, and seeing his face as cold as ice, her heart trembled in fear.
Adam didn’t speak; those deep black eyes were like a bottomless abyss, as if she’d shatter into pieces if she looked too long and fell in.
She didn’t dare to et Adam’s eyes for too long and couldn’t dare to say much now, only thinking about saving Sophia Green’s face first.
As for the other matters…
A sinister look flickered through Daisy Thompson’s downcast eyes.
She was determined to settle this evening’s score slowly with that bitch Elly Campbell.
“The reason I was sure it was Mrs. Jones is that the waiter said he saw her go upstairs and never co down, and then we heard that voice, naturally leading people to speculate.”
Her explanation was plausible, truly leaving no obvious loopholes.
But not finding loopholes is one thing; whether people believed what she said was another matter.
From the mont Elly Campbell erged from the room to now, apart from that initial sentence, she had been silent.
She could only feel that Adam’s grip on her hand was quite strong, strong to the point that it was sowhat unbearable.
Her gaze thoughtfully shifted to Adam, noting his persistently stern face, an expression cold and mixed with an indescribable fear and dread.
As for the murderous chill in his eyes, Elly Campbell knew it was because of Daisy Thompson and her daughter, but what was he afraid of?
Was it because of her?
Elly gave Adam a slightly concerned look but didn’t ask him at this mont, nor did she pull her hand out of his grip, even though it was sowhat painful being held by Adam.
From the ti she knew that this mother-daughter pair planned to sche against her, she never thought to let them off easy.
She had thought that after Adam warned and dealt with them, they would at least lie low for a while, but she had overestimated their intelligence.
Especially Daisy Thompson, truly like a cockroach that couldn’t be killed.
This ti, using such despicable thods against her, did this old woman ever consider, if she succeeded, what kind of public pressure her son Adam Jones would face?
The Young Miss of the Jones family caught in the act by the head of the Jones family—such a perfect scandal to hit the Jones family, who would let that go? Had this woman ever thought of that?
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