Under the bright moonlight, a group of tall and strong bodyguards stood outside the Lawson residence, blocking the moonlight outside. Under the light in the room, Presley saw the tall figure standing in the crowd at a glance. It was Beau, Mr. Valentine! Presley was too excited to control himself. She smiled fervently and looked up at Beau. âMr. Valentine, itâs lateâ¦â âI am looking for Esme.â Without further ado, Beau went straight to the point. Presley immediately beamed with delight. Sure enough! Esme was indeed attractive. How could that b*tch, Eliza, who had been carrying other peopleâs child, compare with her! What motive could Beau have that he looked for Esme at such an hour other than wanting to sleep with her?? Thinking of this, Presley immediately made a way for him excitedly. âYou can go inside and wait. Esme just washed up and fell asleep. Iâll go and wake her up.â âAll right.â Beau paused for a moment before he entered the house. Behind him, the bodyguards also came in. The tall man sat down on the sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed. âAsk her to come out.â
âSure!â
Presley excitedly walked upstairs. âDonât tell her that Iâm looking for her.â When Presley ran up to the first step, Beau warned her coldly. âI know, I know!â Mr. Valentine must have wanted to surprise Esme!
Presley could understand this little thought of his. Young people just liked to play with some strange tricks. Upstairs in the bedroom, Esme was still sending a message to Lucija smugly. âMiss Yates, after tonight, Eliza will no longer be able to face others!â
As soon as she finished sending her message, she heard Presley anxiously knocking on the door.
âEsme, have you slept?â Esme frowned. She quickly put away her phone and went to open the door.
âWhatâs the matter?â At this time, her cell phone vibrated. Esme ignored it and continued to look up at Presley. So she didnât see the message from Lucija at all. âYou idiot, you caught the wrong person!â
âSomeone is looking for you!â Presley grabbed Esmeâs hand and said, âA guest is looking for you!â âA very distinguished guest!â Presley blinked at her and said, âCome down with me!â âWait a minute.â Esme frowned and looked down at the thin nightgown on her body. âIâll change my clothesâ¦â âChange? This suit is just right!â Presley glared at her. âDonât you know why is he here at such a late hour?â Esme paused, but she didnât insist on going back to change clothes. âWho on earth is it?â âYouâll know when you go downstairs!â Presley pushed Esme down the stairs with large strides. She did not want to let Beau wait for too long! After coming down from upstairs, Esme saw the noble man sitting on the sofa at a glance.
Beau!? Why would he come to her at this time? A bad feeling welled up in her heart⦠Almost instinctively, Esme took a step back. Her intuition told her that the reason Beau was here was definitely not what Presley thought! The man on the couch saw her. âMiss Lawson.â Beauâs voice was cold. âCome with me.â
Esme bit her lips and subconsciously wanted to run away, but before she could run far, Beauâs bodyguards had already caught her. She was brought to Beau by two bodyguards. âIt seems that you know why I came to see you.â Beau on the couch said in a deep voice with majesty that was hard to ignore. Esme raised her head. âI donât know what youâre talking about.â âYouâve been cuckolded. You canât take revenge on me, can you?â âDonât you know that Eliza is a cheap woman?â âDidnât you delete the videos and photos of her pregnancy? I thought you didnât care about it anymore!â She sneered and deliberately said all the words that she thought were perfect. On one hand, she belittled Elizaâs personality. On the other hand, she could use this method to provoke Beau, couldnât she? But Esme didnât expect that Beau didnât get angry after she said that. He was just playing with the teacups on the tea table, and his lips were full of sarcasm. âI havenât said why I came here. Why did you tell me so much?â âYou know that something will definitely happen to Eliza tonight, right?â Esme rolled her eyes.
âYou have wronged me.â âIt was just that someone had seen Eliza being taken away by three men at the hotel tonight.â âI was just guessing.â âAre you not here at such a late hour to make a punitive expedition?â
âIt is indeed a punitive expedition.â Beau calmly lifted the teacup and took a sip. He looked at his watch and said, âItâs about time.â As soon as he finished speaking, an ear-piercing siren sounded from outside the Lawson residence. Esme suddenly opened her eyes wide. âDid you call the police?â âItâs not me who called the police, itâs Thunder Company.â The Thunder Company was Roseaneâs agency. It was also the agency in which Matthew was the largest invisible shareholder. Esme was stunned. Even if she was not in the entertainment circle, she had heard of Thunder Companyâs reputation.
As the most influential agency in the entertainment circle, it had produced a lot of famous artists in the entertainment circle. The movie queen Roseane was the iconic artist of Thunder. However, what did such an agency have to do with Eliza? Beau stood up from the sofa gracefully. âYou may not know yet.â
âThe woman you destroyed tonight is not Eliza, but Roseane.â Esme raised her head in shock. âHow is that possibleâ¦!â The next second, the police rushed in. âMiss Lawson, youâre suspected of planning a kidnapping case. Please come with us.â
In Presleyâs shocked eyes, he put the cold handcuffs on Esmeâs wrists. Esme, who was wearing pink pajamas, was taken away by the police, and she didnât even have time to change her clothes. When the siren faded away, Presley, who was in the Lawson residence, came to her senses. She rushed to Beau.
âMr. Valentine, whatâs going on?â âEsme, sheâ¦â âShe will spend the rest of her life in prison.â He stood up and glanced coldly at Presleyâs anxious face. âThank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Lawson.â âThe Lawson familyâs tea is really not good, and I wonât come here again.â a After that, he took his bodyguards and left. Presley was stunned for a second before understanding what Beau meant. She once again rushed forward and stretched out her arms to block in front of Beau. âMr. Valentine, there must be some misunderstanding!â âYou gotta help Esme!â âWhy should I help her?â âForâ¦â Presley bit his lips. He knew that Beau really had no interest in Esme. In a hurry, she brought up Eliza. âYou are Elizaâs husband, and I am Elizaâs adopted mother!â
âAsk Eliza to come and see me! Iâve raised her for more than twenty years, and she will agree to my request!â Beauâs footsteps paused. âDidnât she finish paying her debt of gratitude when she married me?â