After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 969

Chapter 969

Jasper had just driven out when Mrs. Howlett's call came in, and the ringtone of her phone sounded particularly clear in the late night.

"How is your sister now? How did she end up getting arrested by the police at Larro's engagement party?"

"Mom, Sister is innocent. She didn't harm anyone, and I will investigate this thoroughly." Jasper quickly reassured his emotionally distressed mother.

Mrs. Howlett's voice was filled with anxiety and worry, "Ever since she married into the Mcguire family, she hasn't had a single good day. She's been suffering humiliation and torment every day, and she's over thirty with no husband around, no children by her side... Why is Carolyn so unfortunate?"

"At least if there were children, there would be some hope for the future, but what now?"

Mrs. Howlett became more and more agitated as she spoke, almost in tears at the end.

"What has my daughter suffered? Abandoned by her biological parents in a ditch when she was a child, nearly drowning, luckily she met me, I raised her and finally found happiness in life. And now? Her husband is detained abroad... Jasper, promise me, your sister's life is too bitter, you must help her... You are my only son and daughter... If something happens to your sister, I won't be able to live either."

Listening to his mother sobbing on the other end of the phone, Jasper felt a pang of sadness. Carolyn was seven or eight years older than him; she was already in primary school when he was born. But she had always been very loving towards him, and now that she was in trouble, even if his parents didn't say it, he would still help her.

"Mom, don't worry too much. Sister is innocent, she will be fine. I will investigate this matter in detail right away and clear her name."

"Hurry up and go, hurry up." Mrs. Howlett hung up as soon as she heard her son was busy with important matters.

Geoff watched her cry until her eyes were red, and quickly comforted her, "Carolyn is also my daughter, I am worried about her too. I'll inform some acquaintances at Larro's place to take care of her in the detention center. At the very least, we can't let our daughter suffer."

"You should hurry up and go, what are you still doing here?" Mrs. Howlett pushed him, and Geoff shook his head helplessly. He also needed time, didn't he? She kept holding onto his clothes, crying incessantly, until she collapsed into his arms.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Mcguire were comforting Katie in her hospital bed.

Mrs. Mcguire's tears flowed continuously as she fretted, "If Carolyn really bribed that driver to run you over, I won't let her off the hook. She's so ruthless, actually attempting murder."

"Do you have any evidence?" Mr. Mcguire said, feeling troubled. "Carolyn is not that kind of person."

"My daughter is lying here seriously injured, and the police have taken her away. If it wasn't her, would the police arrest anyone?" Mrs. Mcguire wiped her tears and glared at Mr. Mcguire with red eyes. "Katie is your own daughter, isn't she more important than an outsider?"

"What do you know? What has Carolyn done to Katie? Carolyn has treated her sister-in-law well, hasn't she? She didn't skimp on pocket money, didn't cut back on cars, and even regularly gave her designer bags, the latest ones! Do you think I'm blind? I think you're blind!" Mr. Mcguire's face darkened with anger as he stared at Mrs. Mcguire. "Don't forget, she's the heiress of the Gibson family, and she has a share in the Gibson family's wealth. Does she care about the Mcguire family?"

"She's just an adopted daughter of the Gibson family, how could the Gibson family share their wealth with her? Are you delusional?" Mrs. Mcguire sneered, as if mocking Mr. Mcguire's nonsense.

"Although Carolyn is adopted, her status in the Gibson family is no different from a biological child." Mr. Mcguire felt frustrated. "When she got married, her dowry was even ten percent more than what our family received. It makes me ashamed and embarrassed! Don't let me hear you defaming her again, or I won't be polite."

"You heartless man, you don't care about your own daughter, but you keep defending someone else's daughter, how can you be so heartless?" Mrs. Mcguire started crying again.

Katie's foot hurt, her head hurt, and she couldn't help but scream, "Can you two stop arguing, or get out!"

The couple glared at each other in anger, neither saying another word.

After a while, Mrs. Mcguire moved to the bedside and softly asked Katie, "Katie, do you want to eat anything? Are you thirsty?"

Katie rolled her eyes, "Just be quiet, your talking gives me a headache."

"Katie, Mom cares about you too..." Mrs. Mcguire started crying again.

"I'm not dead, neither is the driver. We're both fine, why are you crying?" Katie became more irritable. "Just leave!"

"Okay, okay, I won't cry..." Mrs. Mcguire wiped her tears and fell silent.

Katie gradually fell asleep, and the night grew deeper.

Mr. Mcguire sighed and sat on the nearby cot.

Mrs. Mcguire remained sad, sitting there without saying a word.

Until Mr. Mcguire's phone rang, he glanced at the sleeping Katie, then hurriedly walked out to answer the call.

He left the hospital room door slightly ajar, and Mrs. Mcguire could faintly hear his voice coming through the crack, "The driver keeps accusing Carolyn? He says Carolyn masterminded it, does he have evidence? What? Transfer records? From Carolyn's Alipay? How is that possible?"

Mrs. Mcguire felt a surge of hatred. With such solid evidence, why did he still insist on defending Carolyn and trying to clear her name?

The more she thought about it, the more she hated it. She wished Carolyn would be executed immediately to ease her heartache.

Suddenly, a bad thought arose in her mind. Could it be... her son wasn't at home, and this daughter-in-law had a secret relationship with him? Otherwise, why would he insist on bailing Carolyn out?

Combining Mr. Mcguire and Carolyn's usual interactions, including Carolyn's power in the company, she felt her speculation was highly likely.