Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299 You are the one who is bullied

Sydney was livid with anger.
She hated them so much. Why did these people laugh at her? These people were just some lowly and inferior people. They were all rubbish. How can they be compared with her who was so noble?
Why should she be humiliated like this!
Sydney yelled at Jordan, "You are taking advantage of your power to bully me! Why do you arrest me and let me go to jail!?"
When Jordan was young, because of his outstanding work, he was praised everywhere he went. Even his superior had never spoken so loudly to him.
Now that he was being yelled at by such a little girl, he lost his temper.
However, just before he spoke, someone spoke earlier than him.
Aimee said in a cold voice, "What you said is not wrong. We are taking our power to bully you, and you are the one who is bullied. How did you bully my sister just now? Now, we are just an eye for an eye. And I can remind you. We gave you the chance but you chose to go to jail. No matter how hysterical you are now, it won't help. It can only make you look more like an idiot."
After speaking, Aimee turned to look at Jordan and said, "Jordan, you can teach her how to be a human being."
Jordan smiled immediately and said, "You can rest assured about this. We will definitely teach this young girl a lesson."
After speaking, Jordan asked his subordinates to handcuff her and take her away.
Sydney cried all the way and was taken out of the restaurant.
Casey said, "Oh, I don't know where this psychopath comes from. If she doesn't received the punishment, she won't know how to behave herself"
Aimee raised her hand and flicked her on the head, saying, "Okay, let's go back to eat. Don't you like the food here? Don't leave until you're full. And you'll feel sorry for expending so much energy."
Casey nodded hastily, and said, "Aimee, you know me best."
She took Aimee's arm and said affectionately, "Aimee, you were so handsome just now. I really admire you."
As she said that, Casey put her head on Aimee's shoulder, rubbing it back and forth, and making Aimee very helpless.
And Patrick was also helpless.
He looked at his younger sister who was with his wife speechlessly, and for a moment, he really wanted to kick her out.
However, just as they were walking, they heard a voice behind them.
Vincent came back from the outside, chased them, and said, "Please wait."
The three stopped and Casey got impatient when she saw it was Vincent.
His fiancee was taken away by the police, but he didn't go to the police station. Why did he come to find them?
Casey thought of something instantly, rolled her eyes immediately, and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to plead with your girlfriend? Aimee is not that kind of person, and you are not the one who can soften Aimee's heart with just some words. It's good to dispel this idea."
Aimee patted Casey's hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
Casey pursed her lips. In front of Aimee, she was still very well-behaved. Aimee didn't let her speak, so she really didn't dare to speak.
Vincent's expression didn't change much, but the emotion in his eyes made it easy to see that he was actually very nervous.
This made Aimee very confused. She felt the man's gaze on her from the very beginning. It was very surprised, and then became very scorching.
However, this kind of gaze was not the one of a man looking at a woman, but seemed that someone was found after being searched for a long time.
Aimee didn't understand where this feeling came from, but one thing she was sure of was that she didn't hate the feeling this man gave her.
Of course, this had nothing to do with men and women's feelings.
Vincent looked at Aimee and said, "Miss, can I talk to you for a sec?"
"No!" Before Aimee could answer, Casey had already stood in front of Aimee, sternly refusing, "No matter what you want to do, you can never be alone with Aimee. Otherwise, we don't mind sending you to the police station."
Aimee laughed that Casey was really protecting her.
She squeezed Casey's hand gently, and then said to Vincent, "Sir, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. It's really not convenient for me to talk to you alone."
Vincent struggled for a moment, but finally said it directly, "I would like to ask you, have you ever been to Canport?"
Aimee shook her head and said, "No."
"Then can I ask another question?" Vincent became more nervous, "Is your mother from Canport?"
Aimee's heart skipped a beat, and she had an inexplicable premonition that there might be some connection between her and this man.
Her fingers tightened involuntarily, and she couldn't answer Vincent's question.
She didn't share the same biological parents with three other sisters in the Read family. As for who her biological parents were, she didn't know, and naturally didn't know whether her mother was from Canport.
While waiting for Aimee's answer, Vincent stared at Aimee for a moment, afraid that he might miss any expression on her face.
However, there was no expression on Aimee's face. She just said after a moment of silence, "Excuse me, sir, I have no obligation to answer your question."
Vincent knew that if he kept holding on to Aimee and wanted to discuss this issue with her, then it might be difficult to end.
He thought for a while, then took out his business card holder from his pocket, took out a card from it, handed it to Aimee, and said, "If you think of anything, please feel free to contact me."
After speaking, Vincent didn't stay any longer, but turned around and left.
Aimee looked at the card in her hand, and was shocked when she saw the name on the card clearly.
Vincent Burke, Canport.
She instantly thought of the Burke family in Canport.
However, the Burke family that appeared in the public eye had no such a person named Vincent.
Patrick approached Aimee, looked down and saw the name on the business card, and was also surprised.
Judging from Vincent's performance today, Patrick had some guesses in his heart.
He looked at Aimee, and it happened that she was also looking at him. They looked at each other and both understood what they were thinking.