My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 687

“You?” Richard retorted with a sneer.

Bradley knew Richard wouldn’t trust him so easily. He raised an indifferent eyebrow and said, “Mr. Pendleton, you

might believe you’re still the same person, but leaving this place again won’t be easy in your current situation. Your

daughter can manage to some extent, but what about your partner?”

Richard sensed the clear threat in Bradley’s words. He understood that Liora had become so dependent over the

years. Now that he was locked up, he was more worried about her than Mandy.

He had once believed he could protect her for a lifetime, but now he realized he couldn’t.

“Mr. Pendleton, think carefully about whether you want to strike a deal with me or someone else.”

Richard studied Bradley closely. He recognized this man possessed a sharp business acumen, remaining unfazed

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despite Oliver’s suppression. He could secure her and Liora’s future if he handed Mandy over to Bradley.

However, Richard had trust issues with men. He knew that in this world, many were skilled at deception, just as he

had been in the past. He was adept at hiding his true feelings, even from Selene, whom he once believed he

genuinely loved.

“Mr. Pendleton, until next time,” Bradley said as he stood and exited the meeting room.

Mandy was impatiently trying to console Liora. Anyone with a functioning brain should understand the situation. But

what could Liora do besides crying?

“Bradley,” she said.

Bradley raised an eyebrow and told Mandy, “You two should spend some time talking to Mr. Pendleton. After all…”

Mandy pretended to be grateful and said warmly, “Thank you, Bradley.”

Bradley casually left the detention center.

Heavy snow fell in Capitus that winter.

Selene and Tanya had to visit the detention center due to Selene’s divorce lawsuit against Richard.

Tanya hurriedly approached Bradley and reminded him, “Mr. Warner, Ms. Quill’s case from five years ago, the

wrongful conviction, is about to go to trial.”

“So?” Bradley retorted coldly.

Tanya, an experienced divorce lawyer, had seen many men turn ruthless during divorces. But Bradley defied

common sense. “Mr. Warner, where have you taken Esther?”

Selene stood in the snow, wearing a caramel-colored coat and holding an umbrella.

Bradley mocked, “Ms. Cassell, Esther and Chadwick were never legally married, nor did they have a formal

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ceremony. You don’t need to play the mother-in-law role.”

Selene’s eyes dimmed abruptly.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot. Chadwick isn’t your son. Have you found your biological son? If you have any characteristics

to describe him, you can tell me. Perhaps I can help you find him.”

Selene said coldly, “No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Warner. Maybe it’s because you didn’t have parents to teach

you that you lack basic human decency.”

“Selene Cassell!” Bradley’s eyes turned icy, and his expression was terrifying.

Selene smiled mockingly. “I’m sorry, I hit a nerve with you. Don’t worry, I’ll have someone deliver a bouquet of

flowers to your parents’ tombstone as an apology. Have a nice day, Mr. Warner.”

Bradley gave Selene a long glance, but she remained unfazed by his frightening expression.

Elegantly holding her umbrella, she strolled into the detention center.