The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 568 The Police
In the Lester family home, Seacisco.
Elissa was so anxious that she kept smoking non-stop. The whole living room was shrouded in a cloud of smoke. When Ritchie heard the news, he called Elissa and tried to comfort her. “Mom, don’t worry. Ethan’s just a lowly bastard. What could he possibly do to us?”
“Grow up, Ritchie! We’re not facing Ethan Lester now. We’re facing Brandon Larson, the CEO of the Larson Group. He could destroy us with a snap of his fingers!” Elissa cried.
Ritchie still didn’t think it was a big deal. “We have dad on our side, remember? He’ll help us.”
Speaking of the devil, Patrick arrived. Elissa overheard the servant answering the door and greeting respectfully, “Mr. Lester.”
“I have to go. Your father’s back.” Elissa immediately put the phone away. Quickly extinguishing the cigarette in her hand, she stuffed the b*tt under the sofa cushion.
She quickly calmed herself down and put on a calm smile. She walked over to take Patrick’s coat and asked gently, “Have you had dinner yet?”
Patrick cast a glance at her and shrugged off his coat. There was no trace of anger on his face.
Elissa took the heavy coat and sighed with relief. Just when she thought she had dodged a bullet, Patrick suddenly slapped her across the face hard.
The blow made Elissa scream and fall to her knees.
Patrick undid the cuffs on his sleeves, his chest heaving violently. His face livid, he demanded, “What the hell have you done?”
Elissa was in a panic. She cradled her swollen cheek and glared at Patrick defiantly. “What have I done? Patrick Lester! How many times have you hit me now?”
“You’re still going to try to hide it from me?” Patrick roared angrily. “Ethan has sued you! He has enough evidence to put you behind bars for good!”
Elissa gnashed her teeth and glared at Patrick ferociously. Knowing that she couldn’t deny it anymore, she let it all out in howls. “I did it for you and the Lester family! Ethan hates us and has always been our enemy! I wanted to get rid of him for the sake of the whole family!” “You’re still trying to make excuses for your unforgivable actions?!” Patrick was so angry that his face contorted and turned purple. He wanted to beat the life out of this vicious woman. “I warned you not to do anything to him again. I gave you one more chance and you went behind my back! Now that he has evidence against you, I can’t help you. I refuse to help you!” *
Elissa was shell-shocked. She looked at Patrick in disbelief, and struggled to stand on her feet. “What was that supposed to mean? Are you saying you’re going to abandon me? Patrick, have you forgotten how my family has helped you? You owe me!”
Patrick looked down at her coldly. “I refuse to have a murderer as a wife. I want a divorce. You brought this upon yourself.”
At the mention of the word “divorce”, all the color drained from Elissa’s face. She fell to the ground as if she had been struck by lightning. Without an ounce of sympathy, Patrick left her lying on the ground. A few minutes later, a servant suddenly rushed over and screamed, “Ma’am! The police are at the door!”
Elissa wanted to run away, but she couldn’t. She could do nothing but burst into tears. At last, two policemen took her away,