CHAPTER 115: I’M JUST WICKED, BUT I WON’T BREAK THE LAW

They’re much older than their 18-year-old daughter, but not as good as her.

She already started to enjoy a sweet and happy married life, but they...

Frank thought to himself, I’m the one who lost, I’m guilty.

Yesmina thought, stupid, so stupid.

In Lord Villa.

It had been a scary day but nothing terrible really happened. As she lay down after she’s back to Lord Villa, she recalled what happened today, and couldn’t help but frown.

While in the hospital, she heard her mother say that there was a big truck at the intersection, and the driver was so fatigued that he didn’t see the traffic light, so he violated the traffic rules. Luckily, she reacted a bit slowly at that time and didn’t rush out the instant the light turned green. Otherwise, the whole front of her car would have been crushed, but now the car was only slightly scratched.

Yvonne wouldn’t have suspected it, but when it came to the big truck, she had to remember the experiences in her previous life.

But Sarah and Zoila were already in jail. Who else could do such a thing?

Yvonne turned on the computer immediately and began to search for all kinds of information, trying to find the surveillance video of the road section where the accident happened.

After taking much efforts, Yvonne finally got the video.

The big truck had been sent for repair, but Yvonne took down his license plate number and the logistics company. Three days later, she came into contact with the man who had been driving that day.

Knowing how important this matter was to her, Zachary Leinster also took a half-day leave and went with her to negotiate with the truck driver.

"I... I drove for a long time that day... I can’t remember."

"You drove for a long time and it’s only been three days, and you’ve forgotten from where you drove back?"

"I, I..." The man was intimidated by Yvonne’s imposing manner.

Yvonne knew some basic negotiation skills and said, "Your company’s dispatch list shows that you came back from Gondour.

"Is that accurate?"

"Yes!

"It’s Gondour!

"That’s correct!

"I was dizzy that day. After getting off the highway, I drove along the elevated Telmar Road and down to the intersection. I did not see clearly, so I ran... a stop light... and crashed..."

"Enough!"

Yvonne burst out in anger and slammed the documents down in front of him.

"You didn’t see clearly, or someone told you to hit someone on purpose?"

Yvonne was dressed in a black motorcycle outfit and stepped on a chair with one leather boot, looking cool and solemn.

Hearing her question, that man gave himself away.

"The dispatch list shows that you came from Gondour, but the surveillance video shows that you set off from the north of Hiltonan and it took you half an hour to drive to Telmar Road. How can you explain the fatigue driving?

"You are a truck driver, and you got tired after half an hour driving?"

The truck driver stammered and couldn’t say anything.

"That day... That day I went home to rest first... That’s why..."

"Go on, keep making it up."

Yvonne brought out stacks of documents.

"At 8 p.m. on the 25th, you were at the night market stall in Hiltonan. Despite you avoided the cameras, your payment bill proves that you spent money there. On the 26th, the big data reveals that you were in Hiltonan and never went to Gondour, yet you said you drove back from Guangzhou on the 26th?

"You know instant teleporting or you have a doppleganger?"

The truck driver was defeated by Yvonne’s continuous questioning, and he knew that the cat’s out of the bag.

His eyes glanced over and instantly saw a gap behind Yvonne.

"I... Let me think about it..."

"That day..."

Then, the driver rushed past Yvonne like an arrow when she didn’t pay attention.

...

That man dared to run while Yvonne wasn’t paying attention.

At that very instant when the driver prepared to run, Zachary thought he was going to hurt Yvonne.

He took a step forward, and the driver was tripped and fell on the ground.

Zachary stepped on his shoulder at once with his high-grade black leather shoe. With a click, the man’s shoulder was about to be cracked, and the driver’s face turned pale and distorted with pain.

"Still want to run?!"

"I... I... I won’t run..."

The man was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak, his voice was hoarse.

"Who sent you?"

However, the driver bit his lip hard.

When he took the money, he was told about this.

that if he dared to say anything, he wouldn’t be the only one who’s about to be punished.

He would go to jail, and his wife and kids would suffer as well!

Seeing that he wouldn’t say anything, Zachary laughed coldly, ’’Won’t anything, huh?

"If you don’t tell me, then let’s see how hard your bones are!"

After finishing his words, he stepped harder on his shoulder. Hurting Yvonne’s mother was equal to hurting his own mother.

If he dared to frame Yesmina now, he would do so to Yvonne in the future! "If you’re worried about your wife and kids, then I suggest you speak up. "After all, if you don’t say anything, they are going to suffer right now. "But if you say it, we’ll send people to protect them. Look, who are they?" Zachary picked up a phone and showed its screen to the man on the ground.

The man saw from the screen a plainly dressed middle-aged woman and a young boy with a school bag on his back. They were in a restaurant of a five-star hotel and lots of food were placed on the table.

The little boy had never seen such a nice place and so much delicious food. He was so excited that he was dancing around on the screen.

However, the middle- aged woman looked around anxiously, glancing now and then at a row of black-clad bodyguards standing beside her, not daring to open her mouth.

"Shirley!

"Henry!"

Shirley and Henry were his wife and child, and they were now under the control of Zachary’s men!

"Shirley, Henry!

"Don’t eat it!

"Run!"

"Don’t bother, they can’t hear you."

Yvonne felt really worried about the driver. How could he still want to kill people with so little of intelligence?

"Your wife and child’s lives matter, and yet my mother’s life doesn’t count, right? "Don’t worry, there’s no poison in the food. They’re fine for now. "But if you continue to resist..."

Yvonne thought to herself that it wasn’t good to intimidate people, so she clapped her hands and looked like a big brother.

"A dozen years in prison is inevitable for attempted murder. As for your wife,

"I’ll find a strong man to hook up with her every day. If she won’t be able to stand the loneliness... Your poor little son will have to call someone else father by then and use another last name."

"When your wife gets married to her new guy and have their own child, no one will care about your son... By the time you are out of jail, it will be impossible for you three to be reunited. Huh, only the thought of it makes me really excited."

"Ahhh!!"

The man broke down after hearing Yvonne’s words.

"You can’t do that!

"You’re so... you’re so wicked!"

"I’m just wicked, but I won’t break the law!

"But you’re the one who broke the law!

"You can only blame yourself for your lack of faith in the relationship with your wife!"

Zachary watched Yvonne speak in a decent manner. He hadn’t realized before that his wife was actually a negotiation genius.

"I’ll tell you everything..." The man couldn’t resist anymore and hastened to reveal the truth.

...

"I couldn’t see clearly what kind of person that is... But he’s a man... "Looks like he’s in thirties. He’s tanned, thin and tall..."

The more Yvonne listened, the tighter her brow furrowed. It’s obvious that the accident was deliberately manipulated by someone!

The first suspect she could think of was Sarah, but she was in prison after all, how could she meddle with this?

The little of information is surely not enough.

"Think it over, if we can’t find that guy, we’ll just have to come after you!"

"I... I’ve told you everything I know..." The truck driver was nervous and suddenly came up with something, "Oh right!

"The man drove a silver van that looked like a local van in Hiltonan!"

"Do you remember the license plate number?"

"This... I don’t remember, they didn’t seem to have a license plate..." The situation seemed to come to a dead end.

Yvonne didn’t look good, and Zachary also put on a long face.

"I’ll continue to have someone investigate and try to find the identity of the van owner."

He said to her.

Yvonne nodded.

Deep down, she already had a suspicion. So while Zachary continued to investigate, she went to look for a new clue.

"As for the driver,"

Zachary looked at the truck driver on the ground with contempt, as if he were looking at an ant.

"he had to pay for killing people. And take him and the recording to the police."

"Yes."

The bodyguards swarmed up to the driver, while Zachary held Yvonne’s hand and walked away.

Behind them, the truck driver began to scream hysterically.

"No, no!

"Dude, I know I was wrong!

"Don’t send me to jail, I have my wife and kid..."

But no matter how hard he screamed, no one would pay attention to him anymore.

A crime was a crime, and no one could get away with it.

The next day, in the Jail of Hiltonan.

Yvonne was standing in front of the jail. She wore black sunglasses and her lips were bright red.

She came alone and didn’t tell Zachary.

She appeared to be a little upset. She was very annoyed by what happened to her mother and what Yeliz had done at the charity auction earlier.

But more than being annoyed, she wanted to find out who had tried to hurt her mother this time.

Last time Yvonne visited Zoila Mooney, who had already been disfigured by then.

Recently, Zoila was said to be in low spirits every day in prison without doing her job properly, and she’s often bullied.

She couldn’t have the strength to deal with others.

What’s more, if she wanted to make a move, she would hurt Yvonne whom she hated more, instead of Yesmina.

There was only one person who envied Yesmina all along.

Sarah Mooney.

The large metal door opened and there was a separate room.

A transparent glass partition was set up in the middle.

A female prisoner in the prison uniform was seated in the room.

Sarah took all the guilt on herself to protect Zoila. The court gave her a suspended death sentence, and now she was no more but a prisoner waiting for her death.

Yvonne entered the room. She dressed herself nicely on purpose and looked so mature and beautiful today, just to make her angry.

Unsurprisingly, when Sarah saw the girl behind the glass and thought of her disfigured daughter in jail, her teeth gritted out of rage!

"It’s been a long time... Ms. Mooney."

Yvonne took off her glasses, revealing her beautiful eyes.

Sarah sat there like a walking dead and looked at Yvonne with extreme resentment in her eyes!

"Yvonne, what are you doing here?!

"Are you here to show off?!

"I’m telling you, it’s not over yet, so don’t get happy so soon!"

Yvonne only found her ridiculous and funny, her fingers curling her hair.

"It’s indeed not over yet, because you haven’t been executed yet.

"How can I get reassured if you don’t die..."

Feeling the girl’s powerful temperament, Sarah behaved insanely and laughed out loud, ’’Executed?

"Hahaha... I’ll curse you as long as I live!

"I curse that the whole family of Frank Taylor will die painfully. May you die sonless. I curse Zachary Leinster, and Yesmina Sherman. All of you will die tragically, and that bitch..."

Yvonne heard the key information, frowned immediately and listened carefully.