Seize His Little Wife

Chapter 611 – Loose Tires



“Well, it was last night, and I don’t know much about it, except that I heard that a group of people burst into the hospital, injured several doctors, and trashed the pharmacy along with the lab.” Ives Norton thought back to what he had heard at work today, and briefly stated it.

Christine White nodded in understanding, then looked to her car, “That doctor just said there’s a menacing person surrounding my car, and I don’t know if it’s one of the medical malpractice people or one of Molly Bort’s people.”

“Whatever it is, don’t drive this car and have it tested.” Ives Norton said with the greater good in mind.

Christine White hmmm’d, “That’s what I thought.”

“Let’s go outside and get a cab, here I’ll call someone later.” Ives Norton suggested.

Christine White had no comments.

With that, the two closed the car door and walked out of the parking lot, stopping a car on the curb outside the parking lot and walking away.

The next day, Ives Norton called her to let her know that the car’s inspection came back, and it was actually Baird Lane who got the call.

“What car?” Baird Lane asked.

Ives Norton answered though he was silent for a moment, “Christine’s car, it was parked at our hospital yesterday, and a doctor said that someone had moved around the car yesterday, so I had it tested, and sure enough, the tires were given away.”

Ives Norton spoke with a distinct hint of celebration, and a hint of fear, in his tone.

The tire was sent is not a small matter, it is very likely to drive and drive, the tire is detached from the car, then the car will certainly lose balance, so as to hit the roadside building, that hit, absolutely not dead but also disabled.

You can see the sinister intentions of the people who did this to the tires of the car.

Baird Lane naturally knew what would happen if a tire was loosened, and his face was now grim and very ugly, “Who did this?”

“Not sure yet, it could be the medical people or it could be Molly Bort, but I’m leaning more towards Molly Bort because I also made a point of testing the other cars in the parking lot and they were all fine, it was just Christine’s that was tampered with, so it’s the medical people, and they definitely won’t be coming straight at Christine, so it’s a big could be Molly Bort,” Ives Norton replied.

Baird Lane gripped his cell phone tightly, murderous intent abounding in his eyes, “Molly Bort …”

“So Baird, we must find her as soon as possible.” Ives Norton reminded.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “I will without you telling me.”

“That’s good then, I’ll hang up now, you tell Christine about this and tell her to be careful out there.” Ives Norton finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Baird Lane put down his cell phone grimly, the look under his eyes obscure.

At that moment, Christine White grunted twice and suddenly stirred, opening her eyes and waking up.

Waking up she felt like something was wrong, like there was some kind of heat source around her.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She jerked her head around to see Baird Lane lying topless beside her, her eyes widened before she jerked her foot up and tried to kick him off.

As it turned out, before she could do so, the man had moved toward anticipating her line and took her feet out of the comforter’s grip.

“You …”

“Wake up!” Baird Lane spoke warmly.

Christine White glared at him in exasperation, “Why are you here again?”

Still sleeping in her bed and she actually didn’t feel a thing.

Baird Lane let go of her feet and sat up, “I’ll stay with you.”

“Who wants your company!” Christine White yelled, “And when did you get here?”

“Midnight last night.” Baird Lane replied as he fished for his shirt and put it on slowly and methodically.

Christine White tapped her head in chagrin.

Midnight …

She’d been asleep so long ago by that time that it was no wonder she hadn’t felt a thing.

“Ives Norton just called you.” Baird Lane said suddenly as he buttoned his shirt.

Christine White’s attention was brought to him, “What he said, was it of my car?”

“Well, you’ve got a loose tire on your car.” Baird Lane buttoned up his shirt and fished for his jacket to start putting it on again.

Christine White’s brow got serious when she heard this, “The tires have been loosened, hiss …”

She huffed backward, obviously also thinking about what would happen if the tires were loosened.

Luckily, luckily, I didn’t drive yesterday, or else if something happened, not only would I get hurt, but Ives Norton would get involved.

It was all thanks to that doctor from yesterday; if it hadn’t been for his reminder, she wouldn’t have even thought that someone had made a move on her car.

“What else did Ives say? Any word on who moved the hand, the medical guy, or ….. … Molly Bort?” said Christine White, narrowing her eyes and spitting out the name.

Baird Lane looked at her with a faint smile, “You guessed Molly Bort did it too?”

Upon hearing this, Christine White clenched her hands, “So, it really was Molly Bort who did it?”

“I think so, Ives Norton said that all the other cars in the parking lot were fine, only yours was tampered with, and if it was someone from a medical malpractice, they wouldn’t have done it to just one car, so it had to be Molly Bort.” Baird Lane nodded.

Christine White grunted coldly, “It’s definitely her, she was spying on me in the hospital parking lot last time, and now she’s doing it to my car in the parking lot, so it’s no surprise that she wants me dead, but there’s one thing I can’t figure out, where the hell else does Molly Bort get off directing some of these people?”

The last time that junkie, it was Molly Bort who commanded the move by luring it with poison powder.

But poison powder can write a blank check.

But Molly Bort can’t keep writing blank checks, there are always people who are not addicted to drugs, and even if there are still addicts who are addicted to drugs, they aren’t necessarily as stupid as the last junkie, who really thought that Molly Bort would be able to come up with a steady stream of resources for drugs.

So there’s definitely something going on here.

“What did you think of?” Baird Lane asked, looking at Christine White’s twinkling eyes.

Christine White didn’t hide her guess from him, “I can think of two places where Molly Bort should be able to hide, so that we can’t find them for a while, but they are not fixed locations, the first one, is that Molly Bort disguised herself as a beggar, living in the shady corners of the city, selling her body instructing some equally shady people to do her bidding.”

Thinking back to the last time Molly Bort was captured on hospital parking lot surveillance, dressed in those rags, she figured it wasn’t impossible.

Molly Bort is now penniless and undocumented, not to mention unable to leave C-City and wanted all over town, the only places she can hide are these.

And Molly Bort has lived a rich life since she was a child and has never suffered, and with this, they will subconsciously ignore the possibility that Molly Bort will become a beggar in disguise.

“You said there’s a possibility, what’s the other one?” Baird Lane asked again with a twinkle in his eye.

Christine White held up two fingers, “The second one is much the same as the first, and that’s whichever dark organization Molly Bort has joined and is hiding out in for the time being, she has the poise, and selling out her poise will do the same thing to get those people to work for her.”

That’s what she thought, where Molly Bort might be hiding.

And in both cases, there is no fixed location position and an inventory is still required.

“I know, I’ll arrange for people to look for people in the places where the beggars hang out, as well as some people to look for those organizations.” Baird Lane nodded.

Christine White’s lips twitched as she heard his arrangement and said, “You don’t really have to, it’s all about me, you don’t have to get involved.”

“Who says it’s only about you, Molly Bort is my enemy too.” Baird Lane looked at her.

Let’s not even talk about what Molly Bort did to his head, let’s talk about the fact that Molly Bort killed her twice six years ago, caused them to be split as a couple for six years, and caused Bao to turn out the way she did, and he’s not going to let Molly Bort off the hook for any of that.


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