Suddenly, Wesson felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He lay on the floor, gasping for air.
The excruciating pain was apparent on his face.
Although Brett could see that Wesson was struggling, he didnât show sympathy for Wesson.
He handed a pile of documents to Wesson expressionlessly and said in a low voice, âYour daughter has to face greater trouble today, and itâs all because of you.
â
Wessonâs eyes popped out of his head when he heard this.
He seemed on the verge of crying.
While his hands and feet twitched, he pointed at Brett and asked intermittently, âWho⦠Who⦠Who on earth is behind you?â
Brett lowered his eyes.
Actually, he didnât know.
Last night, he received a mysterious call, asking him to go to a certain place to pick up some documents.
He was forced to follow the instructions since he had caused trouble and was taken advantage of.
âMr.
Lawrence, forget about it.
Anyway, my mission is finished.
â
He sighed.
âHonestly, you are old and seriously ill.
Why do you have to drag your daughter down with you? Why donât you just go to hell by yourself? Then, itâs all over, right?â
The elevator reached the first floor.
The doors opened, and Dora walked out.
When Nicole saw Dora alone, she immediately approached Dora and asked, âMom, why are you down here? Whereâs dad? Will he be all right up there alone?â
Dora was about to say something when several men in uniform suddenly strode to them.
One of them showed an arrest warrant and said aloud, âExcuse me, where is Wesson Lawrence?â
For some reason, Nicole felt panicky.
She asked nervously, âWhy are you looking for my father? What do you want from him?
The officer explained, âThere is a contract dispute, so we need Mr.
Lawrence to come to the station for interrogation.
â
âA contract dispute?â Nicole took the arrest warrant from the officer.
The contract number was clearly written there.
Her legs suddenly went so weak that she almost fell to the floor.
She was in disbelief.
That contract was the one she begged Jarrod to destroy the other day.
What did Jarrod mean by this? He had promised her to settle the contract.
The officer asked, âMiss Lawrence, where is your father?â
Nicole was in a panic, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.
But she clenched her fists tightly to calm herself down.
âCan you let me make a phone call first?â
The officer nodded.
âSure.
Go ahead.
â
Nicole squeezed Doraâs palm to comfort her and said in a low voice, âMom, please go upstairs and check on dad first.
Donât worry.