The Divorcee and Her Three Chaotic Children (Olivia Clarke and William)

Chapter 122

William caressed the little guy’s head in his arms affectionately and gently.

Hearing this, Ezra instantly perked up.

He turned to look at William and asked, “Really? Is Daddy really happy?”

He was a little excited.

“Of course.” As a family, of course they should be together.

Hearing William’s reply, Ezra began to weigh the pros and cons in his heart.

Daddy seemed to like Mommy for real, but why was he being a jerk if he liked her? Was this what they

said about no place like home after seeing all the other places?

What should he do? He had recently felt that his bad Daddy was getting better and better, but he used

to be a jerk!

Should he support his daddy to abandon his old self and be with his mother again?

Ezra was in a dilemma.

William looked at the little person in his arms thoughtfully. His deep eyes moved and he took out his

phone to open his Skype profile.

“Luci, how about we add each other on Skype?”

“Huh? I thought you didn’t use Skype, Daddy?” Ezra looked at William’s phone in front of him and was

taken aback.

His Skype nickname was still “the most handsome Ezra in the world”.

He would be exposed if he added him as a friend now.

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“I use it now. What’s the matter? Don’t you want to be friends with Daddy?” William could tell that the

little fellow was in a dilemma, so he deliberately asked with some grievance.

The bossy president suddenly appeared to be aggrieved. Who could stand it?

“No, no, I’ll add you…” Ezra resigned himself to his fate. He took out his child’s mobile phone and

added William on Skype.

“Ezra? Is this Luci’s new nickname?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Do you like my nickname, Daddy?” Bad Daddy was clever and came up with a

reason himself.

What a relief!

“It sounds nice and cute.” William praised him openly and changed his Skype nickname to “William

Kinsman”.

Simple and sincere.

After adding him as a friend, Ezra took the opportunity to go to the bathroom.

He quickly clicked on the Skype chat with his mom.

Ezra: [Mommy, bad Daddy said my name was nice and cute!]

After coming back from the warehouse on the mountain, Rhett entered the nightclub with the $15,385

he had swindled from Gianna.

He slammed the $15,385 on the table, ordered five girls, and spent the whole night with them.

He had made some money when he had been the director. But after he lost his job, the money only

went out but never came back in. So he couldn’t afford to pay girls when he went to the clubs.

Now that he had made a fortune, he could indulge himself once again.

He didn’t stop having fun until eight o’clock in the morning. When he woke up totally disheveled in the

hotel room, he saw the message Trent had sent him last night.

There was also the video of him peeing on a beautiful woman, which had gone viral on the Internet.

He clicked on the video first. Looking at his heroic appearance when abusing Gianna in the video, he

laughed happily.

He thought to himself that Trent was good at filming and that he looked good in it.

Just as he was feeling happy, he saw that Trent sent a voicemail.

Rhett thought it would be a compliment from Trent, so he clicked on it happily. But when he heard the

voice message, he

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sobered up in an instant.

“What the f uck! Trent, you little ba stard, you screwed me over!”

Rhett cursed angrily, quickly got up from the bed, picked up his clothes on the ground, and ran out

without putting on his

shoes.

But as soon as he went out, he was kicked back in.

“Who are you? How dare you kick me!” Rhett’s fat body was kicked over and fell to the ground. He was

in so much pain that he covered his chest and cursed.

However, he immediately chickened out after he saw who it was. “Oh, it’s Mr. Foster. What brings you

here so early in the morning?”

Rhett struggled to get up and bowed with a flattering smile.

“Mr. Davis, don’t be nervous. I’m here today because Mr. Kinsman wanted me to ask you where

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“Ah? How should I know where Gianna is? Mr. Foster, I’m afraid you’re asking the wrong guy.”

Rhett lowered his head and began to quibble.

Gianna was probably dead by now. Where could he find her?

He just had to insist that he didn’t know. He believed that Marshall couldn’t do anything to him.

“It seems that Mr. Davis has a poor memory. That’s okay, I’ll help you jog it.” Marshall waved his hand,

and the bodyguards behind him directly showed the video to Rhett.

The video was put in his face and started to play. The bodyguards pried his eyes open and made him

watch.

Rhett’s eyes were stretched several times larger than normal. The tearing pain made him beg for

mercy.

“I remember, now I remember!”

“It was me. I pulled a prank, but I left after that. I really don’t know where Gianna is now!”

Rhett covered his bleeding eyes and rolled around on the ground in pain.

It hurt so much that he felt like his eyeballs were about to pop out!

“You don’t know? It seems that Mr. Davis’s memory is really not good. I guess he’ll have to visit the old

place to regain his memory. Then let’s not waste any time. Take him away!”

“Yes!”

As soon as Marshall gave the order, the bodyguards behind him immediately picked up Rhett and were

about to go out. Rhett was scared out of his wits. He dragged his fat body on the floor and refused to

leave. He grabbed the door frame with one hand and almost pulled it from the wall.

“Mr. Foster, I’ve told you everything I know! It’s true! I’m not lying!”

Marshall ignored him and walked out with his men.

Rhett’s scream resounded through the empty corridor of the nightclub in the early morning.

As he was about to be dragged into the elevator, Rhett’s psychological defense instantly collapsed.

“Gianna, Gianna fell off the cliff.

“But I swear that it wasn’t me. The rope was not strong enough, and she fell down by herself!”

“Do you mean that Gianna is dead?” Marshall turned around and looked at Rhett with a scrutinizing

gaze.

“She might not have survived such a fall. It’s not like I didn’t want to save her. But I don’t know how to

swim. Besides, it’s so high up. No matter how good-looking Gianna is, I can’t do anything about it,

right?”

Rhett was satisfied with the compromise he had come up with in a hurry, so he continued to lie

seriously.

“Take him to the police station!”

“Ah? Mr. Foster, I’ve told you everything I know. Why are you still sending me to the police station? I’ve

suffered enough. Please be magnanimous and let me go!”

Rhett knelt down and begged for mercy.

He burst into tears and his nose was full of sn ot.

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Unfortunately for him, Marshall didn’t buy it.

“Mr. Kinsman ordered us to find her, dead or alive. If we take you to the police station, the police will

naturally put a lot of effort into searching for Gianna’s body. As for you, do you know what to say and

what not to say when you get to the police station?”

“I…” Rhett was unwilling to give up and wanted to beg for himself. But when he met Marshall’s

murderous gaze, he was so scared that he shut his mouth in an instant.

“You touched someone that Mr. Kinsman wants. Do you want to die now or stay alive in prison? It’s up

to you.”

“No, I don’t want to die. I know. I won’t say anything I shouldn’t. Take me away!” Rhett came to his

senses. He immediately stood up and urged the bodyguards to take him to the police station.

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