After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Teresa, despite her anger, recognized Judith’s attempt to provoke her. “Shut up!” she snapped. “Louisa was sent to audit accounts–this is business, not personal. How is Julian mixing personal and professional matters? You have no right to tell me what to do!”

With that, she forcefully ended the call and slammed on the accelerator.

On the other end, though Judith had been rebuked, she knew she had successfully angered Teresa. As long as Teresa still had feelings for Julian, she would despise Louisa and naturally side with Aurora Media Group.

Judith then led her team upstairs to wait in the conference room. However, instead of Teresa, Julian arrived first.

Despite being Aurora Media Group’s founder, Judith had never met the legendary Tudor Group CEO. When he entered the conference room with Teddy, his tall, elegant figure and inherent aristocratic aura created an overwhelming sense of pressure with each step.

Judith was immediately intimidated. She hadn’t expected him to not only issue such a notice but to come. in person.

She instinctively rose from her chair. “Mr. Tudor.”

Julian gave her a cold glance. “You’re Judith Murphy?”

Judith nodded eagerly. She had never seen such a handsome man. When he looked at her, she found herself

lost in those deep eyes, suddenly understanding why Teresa was so captivated by his charm.

Julian, however, showed no interest in giving her a second glance. Looking down at her, his beautiful eyes

filled with nothing but cold light, he asked directly, “Where is Louisa Forbes?”

“Ms. Forbes? She, she…”

“What have you done to her?” Julian cut her off, having no patience for her stammering.

Judith stammered even more. “Ms. Forbes left long ago, around eleven. We have no idea where she went.

Perhaps she’s already home?”

“Is that so?” Julian said slowly, his gaze lowering as he coldly surveyed her. “What if I discover you’re

lying?”

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His voice was ice–cold, like winter frost, sending chills down her spine.

But she had no other option now. Louisa was dead–there would be no witness. So she forced herself to continue. “No, no, Mr. Tudor, I’m not lying. I truly don’t know where Ms. Forbes is.”

Beside her, Patrick had already been rendered speechless by Julian’s powerful presence. Recalling the scene of Louisa perishing in the fire, he swallowed hard, his face turning pale.

Julian caught his expression and asked coldly, “You were the one who received Ms. Forbes today, weren’t

you? Hand her over to me, or else…”

Before he could finish, Patrick’s face had already drained of color. He hadn’t expected the legendary Tudor

Group CEO to be so terrifying. Under Julian’s intense pressure, he couldn’t utter a single word.

Just then, George and Teresa arrived.

Unlike Julian, George had no restraint. He rushed forward, grabbed Patrick by the collar, and roared,

“Where’s my wife? What have you done to her?”

Patrick, nearly suffocating from George’s grip, flailed his legs and coughed violently.

Seeing this, Judith immediately intervened. “Who are you? You’re going to strangle him! Let go! Let go!*

“Get out of my way!” George didn’t care that she was a woman. He forcefully shoved her aside, then

slammed Patrick’s head against the wall.

With a loud crash, George bellowed, “What have you done to my wife? Tell me! Or I’ll kill you!”

Patrick had no strength to fight back. He felt his skull might shatter, unable to speak.

Everyone around was terrified, afraid to intervene lest they become the next target.

Julian sat at the head of the table, his face dark, saying nothing and showing no intention of stopping

George.

Teddy watched in horror, his first thought not whether Patrick would be killed, but whether Louisa had suffered domestic violence from such a violent husband

George yanked Patrick’s collar, pulling his head back forcefully. “Tell me! Where is my wife?”

Patrick wanted to say he didn’t know, but seeing George’s murderous expression, he dared not.

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“Want to die? I’ll grant your wish!” George, radiating murderous intent, prepared to smash Patrick’s head against the wall again.

Patrick, terrified, quickly said, “I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you! Just stop hitting me.”

One more blow and he might die right there.

The only other person who knew the truth was Judith. She tried to intervene, but Julian’s cold gaze

silenced her immediately.

She didn’t dare speak. Both men before her were exceptionally handsome, but one was furious, the other ice–cold–neither to be trifled with.

She could only silently signal to Teresa.

Teresa finally reacted, shouting at George, “George, this isn’t the place for your tantrums! If you want to fight, do it on your own turf. This is my brother’s territory–you have no right to interfere while he’s here!”

At least Julian wouldn’t resort to such violence. Teresa wanted to protect those two.

But George paid no attention to her words. Before she could finish, he cursed, “Shut the fuck up! Who do you think you’re, meddling in my business?”

Teresa had never been spoken to like that. Unafraid of George, she was about to retort.

Then Julian spoke coldly, “I don’t mind. Mr. Capulet, do as you please.”

Teresa looked at him in disbelief. “Julian-”

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