Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 1190

Neil, seeing his boss getting angry, had originally wanted to report that Zach deliberately tripped him.

However, as he noticed the sullen gaze of his boss, he swallowed back his words.

Dallin seemed to be displeased with him.

'Why?'

Neil didn't get it, nor did he dare to ask about it. Instead, he glared at Zach and slinked out while holding his head.

When Dallin was angry, he didn't dare to act recklessly.

After Neil left, Zach revealed a smug smile. Taking the chair, he brought it over to Julien and said, "Mr. Flint, please have a seat."

Julien slightly raised his chin, slowly sat down, and elegantly crossed his legs.

"Mr. Sullivan, you asked me just now if I was responsible for your injuries. Now I can tell you the answer. It wasn't me," Julien said, looking at Dallin, who still had an ominous look on his face.

Dallin turned to him. "It wasn't you? Do you think I'll believe that?"

He sneered, adding, "You're my only rival in Port City. Who else would do such a thing?"

"I don't know who did it, but I can tell you for sure, it wasn't me. I've always been fair and square. I wouldn't have taken such trouble if I meant to harm you. After all, even if I did act against you, there is nothing you could do."

Julien interlocked his fingers on his abdomen, looking at Dallin as if he were a clown.

Dallin fell silent, unable to come up with a response for a moment.

He couldn't find any words to refute Julien.

There was a certain truth in Julien's words. Julien could indeed act against him openly.

And he couldn't fight back, not in this city.

Julien didn't have to take this approach.

In other words, Julien wasn't the one behind the attack.

'If it weren't Julien, who could it be?'

Dallin was lost in thought, images flashing through his mind, but Sydney's face was not among them.

Dallin didn't think Sydney was capable of doing such a thing.

Firstly, she was a woman, and secondly, what could she accomplish with her limited status?

Even with Julien's backing, she probably didn't dare make a move against him.

He never suspected Sydney simply because he looked down on women and believed that they couldn't achieve anything significant.

So, he ruled out the possibility of Sydney doing it.

Although Julien didn't know about Dallin's shallow perception, he wasn't worried even if Dallin suspected Sydney.

After all, Sydney only drew up the plan, and it was Luke who contacted Victor.

Even if Dallin were to investigate, he would only trace it back to Victor. It would not lead to Luke, not to mention Sydney.

Julien's eyes dimmed for a moment, but they soon regained their impenetrable state, making it impossible for anyone to read his mind.

"How do I know if you're speaking the truth?" Julien stared at Dallin.

Dallin smiled. "Don't try to sound me out. I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I can't help it. You can take my life at any time, and I have no reason to deceive you at this juncture."

Julien fell silent.

It made sense. If Dallin's words were proved a lie later, Julien would hunt him down regardless of everything.

In other words, Dallin's life had always been in his hands. If he wanted, he could take Dallin's life to avenge his father at any time.

He hadn't done so because he didn't want to waste his grandfather's merits. Even if he couldn't find any evidence of Dallin's crime, he could still exact revenge.

In a sense, Dallin had been at his mercy.

Dallin knew that well.

He had to live before having a chance to gain freedom.

He didn't want to die so early.

So, he would not deceive Julien at this point.

Reassured, Julien stood up, walked closer to the bed, and looked down at Dallin. "Alright. I'll believe you this time. If I find out you're lying, I will personally send you to hell."

His gaze fell on Dallin's neck.