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Chapter 490

Chapter 490

The Woman From Hell

After a pause, I continued, "You didn't mind even when Matthew refused to hand Zimmer

Corporations t o you, but even so, you didn't leave Zimmer Corporations. The only reason you're

anxious to get Zimmer Corporations is that you're afraid that the rotten apples in the Zimmers will

bring the corporation down. You do have feelings for Marcus.”

Grandmother had not only educated Theo well but also Quinn. Both of them received the same

education. Certain things were not going to disappear with age and experience, take responsibility

and mission for example.

Quinn fell silent for a very long time after hearing what I said.

"Wanda...” She took a deep breath. "You're smarter than I thought, but I feel insecure to be seen

through s o easily by you.”

I laughed. "We’re partners now, and I've always been honest with my partners.”

I left home and went back to the office. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tyler gave me a call and

asked me to go to the detention center to meet Lawrence.

The evidence was all in place and he would be transferred to the prosecutor's office tomorrow

afternoon.

When I saw him at the detention center, I noticed that his hair had turned gray overnight.

"You don’t have to be afraid that I'll retaliate against you anymore, Miss Lane. I have no ability left to

retaliate against you even after I get out of prison." Lawrence’s words were extremely sarcastic.

I raised my eyebrows. “All the properties under your name were confiscated. The properties under

your brother and sister-in-law's names weren't spared either. Your son will take his college entrance

examination next year, your brother’s daughter will take her secondary exam next year, but as

they're attending private schools, you probably won't be able t o afford their tuition fees next year.

Hence, you have n o choice but to transfer them elsewhere. Coupled with the fact that you're now in

prison, I think your son will probably fail his exam next year."

Lawrence widened his eyes after hearing what I said. The police beside him vigilantly pressed him

down at once. "Sit still."

I let out a slight smile. "I heard that your wife is frequenting a company recently. She often enters

and leaves the company with the boss. Looks like your son is going to call someone else his dad.

Your son doesn't have to transfer schools and can continue to study in the private school, but that's

hard to say. If that man refuses to take him in, then your wife will have no choice but to leave him to

fend for himself."

Lawrence took a deep breath. "I know we hold no grudge against each other so you won't waste

your time visiting me just to say all these things. Spit it out, what do you want?"

It did not take long for him to recompose himself. I said in admiration, "I regret it now. I should have

agreed to cooperate with you."

"Don't you think it's too late for regrets now, Miss Lane?" Lawrence's gaze grew sullen. "I’ll be

transferred to the prosecutor's office tomorrow afternoon and will face eight years in prison."

"I do feel sorry for that, but I can't undo it.” I looked down and smiled. "But I can compensate you by

helping your son. During your time in prison, I'll take care of your son for you. He'll live a good life,

receive a good education, and with the background that I have, he'll have a bright future after he

graduates from college. I may be able to offer way more than what you can do for him."

Lawrence's expression eased up. "Do you really mean i t?"

I raised my eyebrows. "As long as you give me what I want, then I’ll keep my word. If you don’t

believe me, then we can get a lawyer to sign a contract."

Lawrence took a deep breath. "What do you need?"

With my purpose of coming to visit Lawrence

achieved, I eased up. "I want whatever you promised t o give me before."

"Sure." Lawrence agreed without a single hesitation. " I’ll tell you everything I know and give you

everything I have. You must keep your word."

"Sure."

Lawrence clasped his hands together and said after a long time, "Record it down with your phone."

I nodded.

When I pressed the record button, he said, "Give her the things."

After a pause, he continued, "You can stop now."

I tapped on my screen. "Who do I go to?" "My wife."

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