My dear lawyer

Chapter 278 Vivian Had a Bastard

“What did you say? Where did Vivian go?” Angie questioned loudly, standing up from the seat at once.

“Miss Angie, we couldn’t have a chance to deal with her.” The man who was reporting felt aggrieved.

Angie raised her hand to shut him up. After pondering for several seconds, she asked with a frown,

“What’s the last place you saw her?”

“At the airport. She left with a man and a child. That man was protected by guards. We couldn't get

close at all,” the man answered honestly.

“A child? What child?” Heart thumping, Angie asked, clutching the man’s collar and not caring about

her identity. The jumping blue veins exposed on her slender, white hands illustrated her inward anxiety

and fear.

Confused, the man didn’t dare to resist and replied blankly, “It... It’s a boy, hugged by John...”

“No, that’s not what I’m asking. Tell me now. How old is that boy? What does he look like? Tell me

quickly.” Her voice even cracked in the end. Angie widened her eyes to the largest, just like a female

ghost in horror movies.

The man stammered with fear, “He... He... Is... Less than five years old. I... I don’t know his exact age...

We couldn’t see that boy clearly in the distance.”

“Less than five years old... He is indeed less than five years old...” Angie suddenly let go of him,

somewhat stunned, as if she didn’t believe the fact.

The boy was less than five years old. He left with Vivian and John secretly. So the child couldn’t be

John’s, since John just returned to China. But if John wasn’t his father, who could it be?

Why did they leave with a child? Angie had already had an answer, but she was reluctant to accept the

insane truth.

Based on his age, he could be the child of Vivian and William.

That was impossible, impossible!

Angie clutched the man’s arms like a lunatic. An enormous storm was whipping in her eyes.

But her voice was incredibly soft. “Tell me. What did that boy call John? Did he call John dad? Did he

call that bitch mom?”

Watching his petrified face, Angie shook him with all her might and stormed hysterically, “Tell me. Did

he!”

Possibly, that boy was a bastard of John and Vivian. Now they got back together. So, they eloped with

the child.

Yes, it must be the truth. It made sense.

The man felt a sudden pain in his arms, on which were ten obvious scratches. Even so, he didn’t dare

to shake off the woman who might collapse at any time.

He had to nod and stammer, “That boy only called Vivian mom. He called John uncle, not dad.”

The man felt aggrieved. It was said that Angie was knowledgeable, gentle, quiet, and as kind as a fairy.

It wasn’t the truth at all.

According to her current performance, she was clearly a lunatic, a ghost.

Her shred of hope was broken because of his answer. Angie threw off his hands and bellowed, pointing

at the door, “Out, get out!”

“Yes, Miss Angie.” The man fled at once.

Angie, like a psychopath, clutched her hair madly and paced around the room with a scowl.

She was muttering, “Vivian, that bitch, did dare to give birth to that bastard. I won’t forgive her. I will

never forgive her.”

“Ah! Ah! I’ll kill you.”

Angie took up things and smashed them against the wall. The house, which was just fixed for two days,

suffered another bombardment. After venting her anger, she recovered her sanity gradually, with hands

in her hair and terrifying faraway eyes.

She would never be defeated by that bitch. Even if that bastard was William’s child, she could let them

disappear in this world.

The most important thing at the moment was to prevent William from knowing the existence of the boy.

Otherwise, according to his character, William would take action. At that time, he bonded with the child.

What should she do then?

Thinking of it, Angie was in a cold sweat and felt unprecedentedly terrified. No, she couldn’t lose

William anymore.

Her relationship with William was already on the brink of collapse. Once that child was known to him,

their possibility would be even smaller.

As she thought of it, a hint of murderous intentions flickered in her eyes. She must kill that bastard

before William knew it.

It was just a child. If William liked children, she could give him as many children as he wanted.

With the determination, the woman, who was furious and unable to accept the truth before, calmed

down gradually. She only spent one hour to make up her mind.

Regardless of the scattered pieces of glass on the ground, she walked in the middle directly, picked up

her phone, and called a man, a person who could solve any trouble.

After a few seconds, the call was answered, “Angie, you miss me?”

Although she was ready, Angie still felt terrified, hearing his raspy voice. She paused and tried to sound

not so scared. “Lyle, kill a person for me. No, two people, five million dollars.”

“Angie, seriously? As long as you want, I can kill ten men for you, let alone two. Killing a hundred

people won't be a problem,” Lyle said meaningfully.

Angie pursed her lips and pretended she didn’t understand. She urged seriously, “Deal or not?” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Although she asked the question, she knew he wouldn’t reject her, because the man fell for her crazily.

Because of his paranoid and almost abnormal love for her, Angie didn’t dare to contact him easily. But,

since Vivian dared to give birth to a bastard and hid it from William, there was nothing that she didn't

dare to do.

As expected, Lyle accepted with a chuckle, “Deal.”

However, he didn't want money. For him, money was just a bunch of numbers. “I don’t want money. I

only want you...”

“Lyle, don’t go too far,” Angie directly cut in with anger. She had other candidates. But Lyle was a

professional killer. Given the name and corresponding pay, this man could kill the target before the

deadline.

That was the real reason why she was willing to take a risk.

She met Lyle by chance. Who knew that Lyle fell for her? Probably he was on drugs at that time. If it

weren’t for the existence of her father, this man would take her away earlier.