Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 689

At the cemetery.

Standing silently from a distance, Felipe watched as Ricco knelt before the tombstone for fear of disturbing him.

At this moment, Ricco, who was tall and sturdy, looked very timid and humble as he bent his body like a withered tree.

As soon as they heard about Kevin's death, Ricco came here and knelt there silently for nearly an hour.

Felipe knew that it was Ricco's family's tombstone, so he came to pay his respect after the problem that was weighing on his mind had lifted.

Sitting down, Felipe looked up at the clear blue sky and smiled.

He was glad that Ricco's major problem had settled. From now on, he could live for himself.

At the police station.

Director Sherlock called Jimmy to his office and pointed to the news on TV, his eyes dazzling. "What is this? What's going on?"

Unconcerned, Jimmy leaned back in his chair. "What? Oh, isn't that Kevin? He... is dead?"

He acted surprised. "He was supposed to be transferred today, wasn't he? Poor thing, he was dead just like that. Tsk, car accident again. There're so many people who died on the road these days. Why don't they wear the seat belt? It's common sense."

"Drop your act!" Director Sherlock slammed the table hard. "What's going on? How did he die?"

Jimmy raised his eyebrows and insinuated, "What do you mean,? I was just told of his death. Why does it sound like you're trying to pin his death on me?"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Director Sherlock rebuked, "I said drop your act! We know full well what happened to him. I just want to tell you one thing."

"What?"

"I will try to divert the suspicion away from you and Ricco. Go and tell Ricco to leave town for a while and lie low."

Jimmy sneered, "Even if you suspect it's our work, do you have any proof? I don't think so. If you had, I would have been apprehended and interrogated instead of sitting here chatting."

Sighing, Director Sherlock huffed, "Fine, I'll pretend that I know nothing about it, but you and Ricco better not leave any trail behind, or I won't be able to protect you."

Jimmy stood up. "Well, I have other business to tend to, so I'll see myself out. Excuse me."

With that, he went out.

Director Sherlock cursed him jokingly, amused.

On Jimmy's desk was a piece of document which listed the Pooler Family's shady and illicit businesses.

Flicking the list gleefully, Jimmy lit a cigarette and snorted, "It's almost New Year. It's time for our brothers investigating the distribution of obscenity to make some money."

David smiled and said, "Okay. Leave it to me."

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Several nightclubs in the city had been ambushed at the same time.

Mateo was enjoying his lustful moment with a young model when the managers of these nightclubs called him. He was so agitated that he burst into an uproar.

Running out of the room in a hurry, he made several phone calls frantically.

After checking his nightclubs and going in and out of several police stations, only then did Mateo know who had stirred up his nest.

Jimmy Hudson!

Gritting his teeth in great dismay, Mateo never expected that he would retaliate so quickly!

He spent some money to release the managers on bail. Then, he sat in the car and called Jimmy.

"Who is it?"

On the other end of the line, Jimmy sounded hoarse and impatient, as if he was being interrupted in the middle of a pleasant business.

Mateo apologized, "Mr. Hudson, it's me. I'm sorry, are you asleep?"

"Do you know what time is it now!"

Lying in his embrace half-naked, Ariah stared at him, feeling rather awkward. They were getting into the business when his phone suddenly rang, so she covered her mouth and didn't dare to breathe loudly until he finished talking on the phone.

It was late at night in a quiet bedroom, so Ariah could hear their conversation quite clearly.

"Is it Mateo?"

"Yes." Jimmy nodded. He lowered his head, kissing her like a feather tickling her soft skin, his breathing becoming rougher gradually.

While blocking his hand, Ariah asked, "I heard that he told you about Emily. Tell me what did he say specifically."

"I'll tell you, but you need to make me feel good first."

Ariah pursed her lips.

He lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist while smiling wickedly. "Moan like how you did yesterday, and then I'll tell you anything you want to know, okay?"

Shut up!

Ariah bit him on the shoulder.

Jimmy chuckled and pulled the quilt over them.

On the way to the hillside villa, Jimmy was driving while reading Ricco's message.

"Lennon Shaw, Estarian, 30 years old, arms dealer. The rest, unknown."

Simply put, he was a mysterious man.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Ariah frowned when she heard that. "How did Emily get involved with such a man?"

Jimmy put away his mobile phone, intrigue filling his eyes. "It's very interesting to deal with such people. Since he seemed to be esteemed, I don't worry about Emily."

"Why not?"

"For a man like him, the most convenient way to handle a person is to kill him and then ditch his body away without any trace. It doesn't look like he will harm Emily since he put up such an extravagant show just to kidnap her."