Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 No Mercy

After thinking of this, Anaya became worried. She quickly changed into a set of dark clothes, put on a mask, and went out to take a taxi straight to the place.

Orlando came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and what he couldn’t forget was Viola’s

dance,

He was a little upset. If he had known that he would be the one tired in the end, he wouldn’t have helped Viola.

Orlando lay on the bed. Viola’s face still appeared whether he opened or closed his eyes, especially Viola’s starry eyes, which were clear and stubborn. One couldn’t forget the pair of eyes with just a glance.

And the eyes also seemed familiar to Orlando.

Orlando seemed to have thought of something. After a moment of hesitation, he called Viola.

There were some things that he wanted to ask clearly.

No one answered his first call.

As for the second call, it directly prompted that the number wasn’t available.

The missed two calls made Orlando think that Viola didn’t like him.

Orlando was inexplicably irritated. He casually threw his cell phone aside and fell asleep.

Anaya took a taxi to the abandoned house in the suburbs.

Nancy was waiting for her at the door.

When Anaya approached and saw the injuries on Nancy’s face and body, she was shocked.

“What happened to you? How did you get injured like this?”

Nancy lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes. “On the way here, the woman fought desperately. In the end, there was a small car accident. I failed to control the dosage, she…”

“I’ll go in and take a look.”

“Does Ms. Falcon know that you came here alone tonight?” Nancy stopped her.

Anaya was instantly agitated. She was extremely unhappy.

Usually, Rebecca relied on her status to pretend to be superior to Anaya. Finally, Rebecca went to Salt Lake City. But the people who worked for Rebecca didn’t want to listen to Anaya.

Anaya and Rebecca were only in a cooperative relationship rather than a relationship between a superior and a subordinate. Why did Anaya have to report everything to Rebecca?

The more Anaya thought about it, the angrier she became. She glared at Nancy fiercely. “You are the person she brought here to handle matters. She is not in Washington. You only need to follow my orders. Understand?”

“Yes.” Nancy lowered her head even more.

“Now that your mission has been completed, get lost.”

“Yes.”

After Nancy responded, she still stood there without moving.

Outside the abandoned hut, there was only a flickering kerosene lamp, and it was impossible to see what expression Nancy had on her face that was covered in blood.

Anaya saw that Nancy was still standing there, so she was extremely displeased. “You don’t understand English, do you?”

“Okay.” Before leaving, Nancy took out a mobile phone from her pocket and handed it to Anaya with both hands. “This is her mobile phone. Someone just called her. I was afraid that it would affect your plan, so I transferred the mobile phone to airplane mode.”

“Got it.” Anaya arrogantly took it.

After Nancy left, Anaya turned on Viola’s cell phone and looked at the number Viola received a call

from.

As soon as Anaya saw it, her eyes instantly turned red with hatred.

Although it just showed numbers without a note, she knew who it was,

It was Orlando. Anaya wondered why Orlando took the initiative to call Viola at this hour.

Anaya had been back from abroad for so long. And every time, she was the one who took the initiative to find Orlando, Orlando had never valued her like this.

Anaya wondered the reason.

She was the one Orlando was going to marry. And she thought that Viola was a mistress who was involved in their relationship.

The more Anaya thought about it, the angrier she became. And the viciousness in her eyes couldn’t be concealed.

She angrily raised Viola’s cell phone and was about to smash it.

But her hand suddenly stopped midway.

A superb idea flashed through her mind.

She opened Viola’s cell phone and sent a message to Orlando’s number.

After doing all of this, she threw the cell phone to the ground. As if she was still angry, she mercilessly stomped on it a few more times with her high heels until the screen was completely broken. Then, she stopped.