Chasing His Runaway Wife

Chapter 74

Chapter 74

At the same time, someone shouted, “Everyone, stop it!” The manager of the bar ran over, screaming

while wiping his cold sweat. Behind him was a group of security guards who quickly pulled John and

others away.

The manager ran to Malcolm in a panic and kept apologizing, “Mr. Sinclair, I didn’t know you would

come so suddenly. It’s a mess here…”

Malcolm glanced at him faintly and said, “Make them disappear.”

The manager lowered his head and said, “Yes.”

Then, he turned to look at John and said, “Take your men out of here right away.”

John stared at the manager, dissatisfaction in his eyes, and asked, “What’s wrong with you? How dare

you meddle in my business?”

Even though John had recently been released from prison, his

connections and influence remained intact. The manager did not dare to provoke him, so he chose not

to mediate when they were engaged in a fight earlier.

However, now, the scion of the Sinclair family, Malcolm, had arrived.

If something happened to Malcolm here, the bar would face consequences and shut down. Additionally,

he would not be able to stay in Xosa any longer.

The manager ignored John’s threat or questioning. Instead, he asked someone to kick John and his

minions out with a cold face.

The crisis was finally resolved. Malcolm first looked at Tabitha and then at Emmanuel, his anger

unquenchable.

“Tabitha, what are you doing in the bar at midnight?” Malcolm asked.

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Malcolm could not imagine what would have happened if he had come even a little late in such a

dangerous situation.

Tabitha and Malcolm were so close, and she could smell the faint perfume on him. She wondered if it

belonged to that woman.

The gratitude that had just surfaced in her mind diminished instantly, and a hint of coldness crept up

her brows.

“I can go wherever I like. It has nothing to do with you,” she refuted.

Malcolm’s heart felt as if it had been doused with a basin of cold water. He looked at Tabitha intensely

and repeated, “It has nothing to do with me?”

Tabitha diverted her gaze and did not respond.

“It’s my fault. I was in trouble. Tabitha came to the bar because she was worried about me,” Emmanuel

hurriedly said.

Malcolm frowned, took a few steps forward, separating Emmanuel from Tabitha, and stared at

Emmanuel coldly. “You were in trouble. Why did you look for Tabitha?” he asked.

Tabitha interrupted coldly, “I came here myself. He got into trouble because he wanted to help me.”

Malcolm’s anger intensified after he saw her defend Emmanuel.

“Do not come to these chaotic places anymore. How long has it been since the wine rack incident?

Why haven’t you learned your lesson?” Malcolm asked.

Emmanuel smiled subtly as he witnessed their quarrel. He lowered his eyebrows and said nothing

more.

Tabitha did not want to argue with Malcolm. She turned around and looked at Emmanuel, saying, “Are

you seriously injured? Should I take you to the hospital first?”

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Emmanuel was covered in bruises and did not look too good.

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Malcolm could not believe it. He left the company’s annual party behind and rushed over to save

Tabitha.

Yet, instead of being grateful, Tabitha treated him indifferently and cared for the one who caused the

trouble.

Although Emmanuel did look badly hurt, Malcolm still felt deeply upset about Tabitha’s concern for

Emmanuel.

Emmanuel clutched his chest in time and whispered, “Don’t bother…”

“Your mouth is bleeding,” Tabitha said with concern. She added, “Let’s go to the hospital first and see

where you’re injured.”

Malcolm called out, “Saul.” He did not want to see Tabitha care about Emmanuel anymore. He

commanded, “Take Emmanuel to the hospital.”

Being a perceptive person, Saul immediately stepped forward to hold Emmanuel and said politely,

“Yes. Mr. Emmanuel Sinclair, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Emmanuel said gratefully, “Thank you.”

Tabitha appeared to be staring at Emmanuel’s back in a daze until both Emmanuel and Saul

disappeared from her sight.

Malcolm could not stand it anymore, so he took Tabitha’s hand and got into the car.

It was almost Christmas, and the streets were so empty that they could hear their breathing in the car.

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Malcolm’s entire body was seething with anger. Watching Tabitha carefully fasten her seat belt, he

could not hold back his emotion anymore and remarked, “You know how to protect yourself now? Didn’t

you consider the consequences of putting yourself in danger just now?”

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Tabitha lowered her eyelashes and did not argue with him as swiftly as she

used to.

She knew Malcolm did not believe that Naomi had killed her parents. Hence, she did not even bother to

say a word to him.

Malcolm felt that Tabitha was feeling guilty. He asked, “Why are you here with Emmanuel?”

Malcolm’s mind was filled with thoughts of Tabitha coming to the bar with Emmanuel in the middle of

the night and manipulating him to get into a fight.

Ultimately, he was the one who saved her. Yet, she did not express any gratitude. Instead, she only

wanted to send Emmanuel to the hospital.

A mixture of rage and jealousy surged within him.

Seeing that Tabitha still did not want to speak, Malcolm’s handsome face completely darkened. He

declared, “I will investigate this matter thoroughly.”

Tabitha knew what Malcolm was capable of. It would not take him a day to find out the ins and outs of

the incident.

She said coldly, “Emmanuel is here to help me find out the cause of my parents‘ death.”

Malcolm looked at her in disbelief, his eyes fixed on Tabitha as he said, “How long have you known

Emmanuel? Is he investigating an incident from eight years ago for you now? Regardless of whether

his words are credible or not, if Grandpa knows about this kind of thing…”

Tabitha looked at him calmly and said, “Malcolm, I know you’re prejudiced against Emmanuel. But I

hope you won’t tell Grandpa Alaric anything about what happened tonight.”

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Her tone was flat, quiet, and pleading, but Malcolm’s heart felt heavy as if pressed by a big stone.

He looked gloomy and mocked, “What? Are you afraid he will be scolded by Grandpa?”