My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 657

"Mr. Warner, I've brought the person for you," the nervous middle-aged woman said by the road, glancing at Bradley in the car.

Bradley tossed her a gold bank card. "This is for your trouble."

The woman picked up the card, her face lighting up with joy. "Thank you, Mr. Warner."

Bradley glanced at the sleeping Esther beside him, a shadowy smile creeping onto his flawless face.

"Drive."

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The black sedan headed for a nearby hotel. Bradley carried Esther and took the elevator directly from the underground garage to the rooftop.

Before anyone at the wedding scene had a moment to blink, he had already whisked Esther off to a secluded island in Southeast Varnusia.

He carefully placed Esther in her bridal attire into an oversized crystal casket.

"Esther Quill, you had your chance! You brought this upon yourself!"

Bradley smiled wickedly. He snapped his fingers, and two muscular men emerged and gently closed the crystal casket's lid.

Leaning back, Bradley seemed to relish the scene as if it were a work of art. The casket was immaculate, and Esther resembled an artistic masterpiece within.