President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 522

Now Lily hated Laura even more, but Max was obsessed with her and only made exceptions for her.

How in the world was she worse than Laura?

Indignant, Lily wished she could eat Laura alive now.

Lily’s eyes glinted dangerously with that thought in her mind, her lips curving into a sneer.

She would get on with her life and made Laura pay a price.

In Fragrant Hill Villa…

Max couldn’t drive because he had a few drinks, so he called his driver to drive him home from the pub.

Since he had drunk a lot today, Max decided to get upstairs to go to bed after he rested for a while.

"Mr. Nixon."

Just at this moment, the butler suddenly came up to Max.

"What is it?"

Max rubbed his temples with a frown, trying to sober himself up a little.

"We’ve already got the result of the investigation."

The butler said, his face grave.

Max turned to look at him, his dark and sparkling eyes glinting in a cold and domineering manner.

"How’d it go?"

"The result shows, the reason Laura got hurt was that someone had tampered with that suspension bridge, and that was why you had an accident that day."

The butler told the truth respectfully.

In fact, the butler couldn’t be more nervous at this point. His fast heartbeat and steady breathing could be clearly heard against the dead silence.

He knew Max had paid much attention to Laura’s accident. Now that he learned the accident was actually engineered, Max would presumably be angrier.

"But have you found out who did that?"

Max’s eyes were fixed on the butler right now.

He was curious as to who had done it, and why he must be so evil as to expose Laura to mortal danger.

The butler didn’t know how to answer Max’s question.

There was a long pause.

"Why don’t you answer me?"

Now Max looked grave and wary.

Meanwhile, his hand, which had been playing with the mellite bead bracelet, stopped as he looked up at the butler.

"Well…"

Sweat dripped down the butler’s cheeks as he mumbled something in a panic.

"What!"

Max snarled.

"We… We haven’t found it out yet."

Having said that, the butler swallowed, not knowing what lay ahead of him.

"What?"

It didn’t occur to Max that his people actually failed to find out the perpetrator, which made him flare up.

"Then what about the thing I asked you to do before this?"

Presumably, the perpetrator wasn’t easy to be found, so Max could only ask his people to continue the investigation. Fat chance he had of getting the result he wanted soon.

"It’s taken care of."