Chapter 416: Chapter 416: Hidden Depths Chapter 416: Chapter 416: Hidden Depths Jaxon Bailey squinted, repeating the sa statent, “No one directed ; I simply couldn’t stand you and wanted you dead myself.”
“Oh.” Hope Williams nodded, a sneering chuckle escaping her crimson lips, then she turned and pulled a gun from the bodyguard’s waistband, firing at Jaxon Bailey’s leg.
“Ah!”
Jaxon Bailey instantly scread like a slaughtered pig, his face dripping with sweat.
Hope Williams kept the gun aid at his head, her voice as indifferent as before, “Speak.”
Gasping heavily, Jaxon Bailey panted, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk, just don’t get agitated, I’ll talk.”
“It was… soone directed , soone paid three hundred thousand to go to the hospital and find a woman nad Hope Williams, told to smash up your office and make a big scene out of it, preferably one that everyone would know about.”
Jaxon Bailey took a deep breath, gritting his teeth to continue, “But, but… that’s all I know, I really don’t know anything else, I don’t even know who actually sent the three hundred thousand, the money was all in an account, he said he’d send away and give another three hundred thousand once it’s done… I’ve told you everything, take all the money, I don’t want it anymore, please don’t kill …”
Hope Williams raised an eyebrow and looked at Thomas Hughes, “Take note of that, check the account and IP address that sent him the money.”
Thomas Hughes was still tensed up, not having recovered from the shock of what had just happened.
Madam was way too cool, especially with that quick and fierce gun drawing action earlier.
She’s really more than ets the eye.
And she can actually use a gun.
This thought made Thomas Hughes glance secretly at his boss, whose face was tense, wanting to ask if he knew about this.
Seeing Thomas Hughes dazed, Hope Williams raised her voice slightly, “Assistant Hughes?”
“Ah? Yes, yes! I’ll check right away.”
“Hmm.” Hope Williams satisfiedly put away the recording pen, and handed the handgun back to the bodyguard.
Looking down coldly at the man before her, “Thank you for your cooperation, keep the money for yourself.”
Suffering a bit and getting six hundred thousand, he would feel like he made a profit.
So, without being harsh, he wouldn’t have spoken up.
Jaxon Bailey trembled as he watched Hope Williams.
This woman is simply a devil, he thought, as if she was after his life, and if he didn’t speak, his life would be over.
Hope Williams turned and walked back to Waylon Lewis, her expression transforming back to the gentle and quiet deanor she had before, as if she wasn’t the cold-blooded person just monts ago.
“Let’s go.”
Waylon Lewis also did not expect Hope Williams to handle the situation in such a straightforward and brutal way; he slightly hooked his lips and walked back to the car with her.
“You can use a gun?” Waylon Lewis was sowhat surprised.
“Mmm, a little bit.” Hope Williams casually wiped her hands with so tissue.
“That wasn’t ‘a little bit.’ Did Liam Cloud teach you?”
Hope Williams’s eyes drifted towards Waylon Lewis, discreetly observing his expression, and she nodded noncommittally, “Mhm.”
Waylon Lewis leaned back slightly, a mist seeming to cloud his eyes, making it hard to read his emotions.
“Are you upset?” Hope Williams blinked at him.
“Why do you think I’m upset?”
“Uh… because you’re not talking.”
Waylon Lewis was silent for a mont, then sighed and pulled Hope Williams into his arms, “I just didn’t expect my wife to be so impressive.”
“So…”
Waylon paused briefly, chuckling lightly, “So I was caught off guard.”
Hope Williams’s expression gradually relaxed.
When the couple returned ho, Wyatt and Aria Richardson hadn’t left yet; they were keeping Luke and Willow company.
Seeing them return, they imdiately approached, “How did it go? Did you get the confession?”
Hope Williams nodded, “We got it.”
Aria Richardson, “That’s great! Does this an you can prove that Vivia Fuller was slandering you?”
“It’s not enough yet. This is just a small part, it plays a crucial role, but it’s not enough to clear my na,” Hope Williams gripped the recording pen tightly.
“Ah—what do we do then? The issue is getting more severe online,” Aria Richardson voiced her concern.
Hope Williams patted Aria Richardson’s shoulder, “Don’t worry, I have a plan.”
Thomas Hughes sent the bank account information he had just found to Hope Williams; the account was anonymous, but the IP address was from the Fuller Family.
Seeing the information she had obtained, Hope Williams slightly curled her lips, “This is enough.”
Hope Williams then went upstairs to retrieve her laptop, sending the obtained confession evidence to Vivia Fuller with a simple and clear additional ssage—20 million before nightfall.
Aria Richardson couldn’t understand Hope Williams’s move, “Did you send this confession to the Fuller family?”
“To be precise, to Vivia Fuller.”
“Why?”
“Just wait and see,” Hope Williams watched the screen, then looked at Luke beside her, “Luke, can you help Mommy with sothing in a bit?”
“Mommy, what do you need Luke’s help with?”
…
At that mont, Vivia Fuller, previously imrsed in the joy of impending victory, suddenly received a ssage.
Vivia Fuller opened it, her hands gripping her phone tightly, her face drastically changing.
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