Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 367

"What do you say?"

Cornel sprang to his feet and rushed to her, grabbing her neck!

Jacqueline laughed instead. "Didn't you ever find anything wrong about her death?"

Sitting by Logan's side, Elena felt that her hand was held tightly.

She caressed the back of his hand and said, "It's okay."

Logan glared at Jacqueline, who was like a lunatic.

"You know what, Cornel, I was the last person she saw, and when she died, she stared at me, unable to struggle. How poor she was. She was strangled by the throat, but couldn't resist..."

"Jacqueline!" Cornel's eyes turned scarlet and he grabbed her by the throat uncontrollably. She was pinned to the sofa by him, choking!

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Jacqueline gasped for breath, her eye almost popping out.

"Tell me, Jacqueline, what did you do to her?" Cornel shouted so loud that her head was buzzing!

Jacob was shocked and he pulled Cornel apart.

But Cornel roared like an angry lion, "Let go of me! I have to kill her!"

"Mr. Brown, calm down!"

"How can I calm down?" shouted Cornel, grabbing him by the collar. "I can't!"

Jacqueline grabbed her throat, coughing hard. She sat down on the sofa and looked at him mockingly. "Cornel, don't be a hypocrite! You make me sick!"

"You..."

"What!" Jacqueline patted her sleeves and looked at him faintly, "Don't forget that you told me you felt sick when you saw her! You wished she were dead, and I just help you fulfill your dream."

"How can you be so cruel!" Cornel barked!

Jacqueline smiled from ear to ear. "Yes, I am always cruel, but you never know it! I will do anything for fame and money!"

So, that was why she could be where she was now; otherwise, she would have died if she was obedient!

Yolanda looked at Jacqueline in horror, and felt fear. "Are you my mother? How could you..."

"Yolanda, come here." Jacqueline waved her hand lovingly.

"No, you are not my mother. You are a devil, a murderer!" said Yolanda as she stepped back.

"Shut up!"

Jacqueline looked at her coldly, "Everyone could scold me, but you can't! It was a mistake from the day you were born. You have no idea how hard it was for me to raise you up."

"Logan, are you not furious to hear that your mother was strangled by me? Don't you hate me?"

"I do!" He answered with certainty.

Jacqueline was puzzled, "Then why do you sit here so quietly? If you hate me, you should..."

"What should I do? Logan looked at her with a grin on his lips. "Should I run up and grab you by the neck like Cornel? Or shall I kill you?"

Logan would do so as it was useless.

"But how could you just let it go? It's not like you!"

Jacqueline couldn't figure out why Logan would be so calm. He had always been vengeful.

Logan smiled, "Do you want to know why?"

Jacqueline was curious and fluttered. She always felt like she was being seen through.

"You think I'm sad because I lost my mother when I was a child, and was forced to stay abroad alone. But you should know better than me that the one who was even more pathetic was Yolanda! Not me!"

Yolanda shuddered, "Why?"

She knew that George did not love her, and she had never thought of getting anything from the Brown family. She had lived like a princess since childhood. How could she be the most pathetic one?

Logan gave Yolanda a half smile and he said mysteriously, "Do you want to know why?"