Mr. Chairman’s Devious Wife

“Who did you say it was?” Lawrence frowned when he heard his secretary Min’s words. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Miss Lianne Ramirez is causing a scene outside,” Min said, his face as cold as his voice. “She refused to leave.

“Do everything to make her leave.”

“She’s threatened to use social media to-”

“Then let her in, you idiot! What are you waiting for!?” Lawrence hissed before he leaned back in his chair. Just the mention of Lianne’s name was enough to ruin his already ugly mood. He glanced at his passport and other documents on his table before he grabbed each and every one of them and hid them in the drawer, making sure it was locked before Lianne arrived.

Lianne Ramirez…

He gritted his teeth.

He should have silenced that woman a long time ago, but he couldn’t. Sadly, he couldn’t.

Not long after, Min came back with Lianne in tow. Just as Lawrence expected, the woman looked like hell. Eyebags, a pale appearance, and a face that looked like she had drunk all booze in a store and snorted all drugs all day. Fucking hell.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

Lianne looked around his office, eyebrows lifting as if she couldn’t believe that he was staying in this place. Then she looked at Min. “You couldn’t even say Hi to your mother?”

“This is not the time for that,” Lawrence said, trying to calm his voice.

“Not time for greetings?” Lianne snorted. “Is this how you trained your children? To not even know how to greet their own mother?” Lianne looked at Min. “I spent forty weeks carrying you, bitch, the least that you can do is smile at me.” Her eyes were full of hatred-as always.

“If you came here to cause a scene

“I came to talk,” Lianne interrupted Lawrence. “I know you are leaving.”

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“Where did you hear that from?” Lawrence asked.

“Please” Lianne sat on the couch as she snorted. Then she looked at Min. “Can I get at least some coke? I am thirsty. Maybe whiskey if you have one. On the rocks.”

Hearing this, Min left the room without saying anything. Satisfied with her son’s reaction, Lianne looked at Lawrence. “I need money.”

“I can’t give you more.”

“Before you fucking leave…” Lianne said. She then took a cigarette and a lighter from her purse.

“You can’t smoke here…’

“Oh please…” Lianne snorted as she lit the cigarette. “The house isn’t even yours. Stop acting like you own it.”

Lawrence’s face immediately turned ugly.

“What?” Lianne snorted. “Your bitch is no longer here. Do you think she would care if your office smells like cheap smoke?” Seeing his face turn red as if he was about to explode from anger, Lianne let out another snort. “I came for money and you will give me what I want unless you want me to tell everyone that you poisoned your own wife for her money.”

“Shut up.”

“A hundred grand.”

“You-”

“You know what? Let’s make it half a mil. What do you think?” Lianne smirked before she started smoking.

“I should have killed you a long time ago.”

“But you couldn’t, right?” Lianne snorted. “I mean… wouldn’t that break \my kid’s heart?”

“Lianne….” Lawrence growled, his glare already containing daggers. “Do not push me… you know how I am.”

“Then kill me.” Lianne shrugged, leaning back on the large couch. “Come on…”

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Chapter 97 “Lianne…”

“I called Charlotte. She said she’s pregnant with a Beaumont’s child.” Lianne sneered. “Can you believe that?”

“What did you-

“Currently, the Beaumont Family is hiding here somewhere until they do a DNA test and confirm the child has the blood of a Beaumont,” Lianne said. “What do you think? Should I just call the Beaumont Family and ask them for money in exchange for some of your secrets?”

“I mean…” Lianne continued. “It shouldn’t matter… right? Just a few secrets wouldn’t actually hurt you right?”

“You-” Lawrence frowned. Min informed him that Charlotte was in the

US, but she soon vanished from their radar. He assumed that she went back to Europe or was trying to salvage her career by doing god knows what. Who would have thought that she was being hidden by the Beaumont Family?

But isn’t this a very good opportunity for him?

“Make it a million then…” Lianne’s words brought him back from his stupor. “A million and I will leave this fucking country. I should go somewhere and start doing Buddhism or something. You won’t see me again.”

Lawrence narrowed his eyes. How could he believe someone who had been an addict all her life?

“You wouldn’t really want me bothering your precious daughter’s right?” Lianne said. “Unless of course, you wanted me to tell them everything that I know.”

“You have no proof of anything…” Lawrence said. At one point, his landed on his other drawer where he kept his gun. His office is soundproof. Moreover, no one would actually care if this woman die She

was an orphan and most of her friends were either high or drunk stuck in a casino somewhere.

He was confident that no one would look for her if she disappeared. Almost immediately, Lawrence created a perfect alibi in his mind, the perfect cover if she disappeared. With money, everything can be very easy. Plus, getting rid of her corpse would be a breeze.

His only concern is Min who is standing outside of his office.

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“You are lucky, you are my kid’s mother…” he grumbled.

“Of course, I am.” Lianne chuckled. “Now… you should start calling people for money. I am not leaving this place until I get my money,” Lianne said, her eyes met his before she started chuckling again. She was mocking him. The woman thought that she could do whatever she wanted because she was the mother of his children.

She was wrong.

“Ah… speaking of proof. Did I tell you that I recorded this conversation and most of our conversations in the past?” Lianne asked. “One click and they will be sent to Sofia Lockhart and you— you, my dearest, will rot in prison. Hahahahaha!” Lianne started giggling.

“You really think I cannot do something about you…” Lawrence smiled. As always, the woman was bluffing him. To get what she wanted, Lianne had a habit of bluffing him. She had been doing this for years!

In the past, Lawrence would always give her what she wanted because he feared that she would ruin Charlotte’s career or bother Eunice Lockhart and Sofia Lockhart’s lives. However, everything is different now. Slowly his hand opened the drawer where he kept his gun.

“What?” Lianne cackled. The woman was clearly too high to even know that coming in here was futile. She must have spent the whole night drinking and snorting cocaine and that made her fearless. Again, she laughed and started smoking, ignoring him. “Time is ticking, Lawrence. Get me my money now and I am leaving.”

Lawrence held his gun, his hand wrapped around the handle tightly.

“You know…” Lawrence calmly said. “You shouldn’t have come here.”

“What?” Lianne’s voice wavered.

“I already poisoned one person, Lianne…” Lawrence said. “Do you really think that I wouldn’t dare to end your miserable life?”

Just as he expected, Lianne stared at him. For the first time, fear flashed in her eyes. The sudden change in her expression, however, surprised Lawrence. What the hell is wrong with this woman?

“Are you going to kill me?” Lianne said. “Just so you know… if I don’t walk out of that gate, a friend of mine will

“You have no friends, Lianne,” Lawrence said. This woman had been

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using his money to pay for everything. She had been staying in cheap motels for years now. She moved to different states every now and then and never stayed long enough to have ‘friends’. Lawrence knew this as he had his people follow her around. “You have no family too,” Lawrence smirked as he got up, showing the gun that he was holding.

Just as he expected, Lianne looked like a deer in headlights. Just as he expected, the woman was still high. She’s confused. It was as if she just realized the fact that she was alone.

“You-” Lianne immediately got up. “What are you-” she stumbled back. “Stay away from me.”

Lawrence did not move. Instead, he just stared at her, stared at his prey.

“Let go of your phone, Lianne…” Lawrence said.

“What-I-”

**BANG**

The loud sound of the gun echoed inside the room. A broken lamp next to Lianne crumbled on the floor. “The room is soundproof… for my meetings,” Lawrence said. “No one would know if I used this gun on your head.” Lawrence smiled.

“You- Are you not- the police-

“Please…” Lawrence snorted. He was already planning on leaving this country. In fact, his flight is just a few hours from today. Obviously, this was done under a new alias that Mr. William Clarence provided the panic on Lianne’s face, Lawrence smiled.

Oh… he never even realized how good it would be to see someon pupils dilate with fear as they stare at him. If he knew, he would done something like this a long time ago.

“Tsk- give me your phone- ” Lawrence said. “I am not the most på person in the world, Lianne, so you better-

“No-” Lianne interrupted him. “If-if you really- ”

**BANG**

ing

A loud bang interrupted Lianne’s words. However, this was not the soun of a gun. Instead, it was the sound of the door of his office as it was

abruptly opened by… police officers.

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“Drop your weapon!” a man wearing a SWAT uniform pointed his rifle at him. For a moment, Lawrence did not know what to say. “Drop your weapon! NOW”