Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 96: Chapter 96
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"It's fine. A few scars on a man's body are no big deal." Lawrence's deep voice was filled with forbearance, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Mrs. Herrera, you saved my life. I'll do anything you want as long as you give the order," Lawrence said confidently.
"Keep an eye on Alex for me in the future. I want to know immediately if he does anything to betray me."
Upon hearing my words, Lawrence was stunned for a moment.
I raised my eyebrows and smiled. "However, it's just a joke. There's no need to take it seriously."
Lawrence coughed awkwardly and sat on the ground weakly. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly said, "I left my phone in the car. I have to inform Mr. Herrera."
"No need," I said casually. "The ambulance will be here soon."
"But..."
Lawrence saw an ambulance driving over not far away before he could finish his words. It seemed to be sent by the hotel.
When I saw Angela run out of the car, I secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
I helped Lawrence to the road. When I saw the burnt car not far away, I couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
It was hard to imagine if Ivan hadn't stopped our car in time, our car would have turned into a sandwich. There would have been no chance of survival.
It looked like a tragedy of three cars colliding, but in fact, someone behind the scenes had killed everyone in a car accident.
"Laurel, are you okay?"
Angela's trembling voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked at her uneasy expression. She seemed to have suffered quite a shock.
I gently patted her cold hand and comforted her gently, "I'm fine."
"Laurel, I was scared just then." Angela frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
I didn't want to tell her my suspicions. After all, all of it was just my wild guess.
Then again, even if I didn't mention whether the accident was a man-made accident or a real one, I was sure Henry would be suspicious. After all, no one was unlucky enough to have one accident after another.
Thinking of that, I couldn't help but frown.
The reason Henry was there was naturally because Alex had invited him.
Would Alex be dragged down as well if something happened to him?
It seemed the person behind the scenes was impressive.
An accident could not only get rid of his eyesore, but it also knew how to pick the right time to attack Alex from the front and back.
It seemed the other party must be someone Alex was familiar with, or even someone close to him.
"Laurel, did you call Mr. Herrera?" Angela hurriedly asked. There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes as if she wanted me to use my injuries to get Alex's pity and care.
However, I knew better than her that if he cared, why would I need to wait until I was injured to show his consideration and love?
Moreover, I called Alex at the first moment of the incident, but no one answered the phone for a long time.
"No need," I said coldly.
He was the one who told me to call him if I needed to, but what happened in the end?
I almost forgot he should be accompanying Miss Harvey at that time.
Although he kept saying he was unwilling to marry Samantha, he was still under Samantha's thumb.
"Are you angry?" asked Angel.
Angela knew me too well. She could sense my strange emotions just by listening to my tone.
However, I froze when she said I was angry.
'Why should I be angry? Just because Alex didn't answer my call?'
After thinking for a while, I realized I wasn't angry at Alex but at myself.
I had been hurt for so long but still believed a man's words so easily.
'I deserve to be deceived! Who let me not learn my lesson? Will a handsome man stop lying?' I thought again.
I shook my head and was about to open my mouth to explain when my phone rang.
"Did Mr. Herrera call you?" Angela hurriedly urged me to answer the phone. When I saw the caller ID on the screen, I couldn't help but be stunned.
It was a call from Javier.
It was rare for Javier to call me. Usually, the person who called me was Maliyah.
Somehow, my heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Javier, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Laurel, Maliyah is missing," said Javier.
Javier sounded anxious on the phone. He seemed to have lowered his voice.
"What do you mean Maliyah is missing?"
I was a little confused. I was on the phone with Maliyah last night. How could she have disappeared?
"Laurel, a friend of Maliyah called her last night and asked her out for supper. When I got up this morning, I realized Maliyah hadn't come home last night. No one picked up when I called her." Javier paused. There was a hint of anxiety and anxiety in his voice. "Laurel, should I tell my mother or call the police?"
My whole body couldn't help but tremble, and I felt a little panicked.
Maliyah had always been a good girl. She would tell her family if she did not go home. Although she had graduated and was often alone at home, she would probably tell Javier if she did not return because Javier was also at home.
"Was it a man or a woman who asked her out?" I quickly asked.
Without any hesitation, Javier blurted out, "A woman. I'll know if my sister has a boyfriend."
Indeed, Maliyah couldn't have a boyfriend because she was introverted and would feel embarrassed when she saw a man.
If she met someone she liked, her face would turn red, and her heart would race.
If she had a boyfriend, Javier would naturally be the first to discover it as a family member.
"Have you contacted any of her friends?" I asked.
"Yes. They all said they haven't contacted Maliyah," said Javier.
"I see. It's been less than 24 hours since she left the house. Go and report the case if it's over 24 hours, Don't tell Bonnie for now. Contact Maliyah's best friend and ask where they often have gatherings. I'll rush back immediately."
"Okay."
After I hung up, a medical staff member walked to my side. Before she could speak, I hurriedly said, "My driver is seriously injured and needs to go to the city. Can you send a car to send us there?"
"We've contacted the General Hospital. The car should arrive in half an hour. Miss, why don't you come to the hotel with us to treat your wounds first?"
I shook my head. Half an hour couldn't wait that long.
Then a black Mercedes-Benz drove over from afar. I hurriedly reached out to stop it.
I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face when the car window was rolled down.
"Mrs. Herrera, you saved my life. I'll do anything you want as long as you give the order," Lawrence said confidently.
"Keep an eye on Alex for me in the future. I want to know immediately if he does anything to betray me."
Upon hearing my words, Lawrence was stunned for a moment.
I raised my eyebrows and smiled. "However, it's just a joke. There's no need to take it seriously."
Lawrence coughed awkwardly and sat on the ground weakly. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly said, "I left my phone in the car. I have to inform Mr. Herrera."
"No need," I said casually. "The ambulance will be here soon."
"But..."
Lawrence saw an ambulance driving over not far away before he could finish his words. It seemed to be sent by the hotel.
When I saw Angela run out of the car, I secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
I helped Lawrence to the road. When I saw the burnt car not far away, I couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
It was hard to imagine if Ivan hadn't stopped our car in time, our car would have turned into a sandwich. There would have been no chance of survival.
It looked like a tragedy of three cars colliding, but in fact, someone behind the scenes had killed everyone in a car accident.
"Laurel, are you okay?"
Angela's trembling voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked at her uneasy expression. She seemed to have suffered quite a shock.
I gently patted her cold hand and comforted her gently, "I'm fine."
"Laurel, I was scared just then." Angela frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
I didn't want to tell her my suspicions. After all, all of it was just my wild guess.
Then again, even if I didn't mention whether the accident was a man-made accident or a real one, I was sure Henry would be suspicious. After all, no one was unlucky enough to have one accident after another.
Thinking of that, I couldn't help but frown.
The reason Henry was there was naturally because Alex had invited him.
Would Alex be dragged down as well if something happened to him?
It seemed the person behind the scenes was impressive.
An accident could not only get rid of his eyesore, but it also knew how to pick the right time to attack Alex from the front and back.
It seemed the other party must be someone Alex was familiar with, or even someone close to him.
"Laurel, did you call Mr. Herrera?" Angela hurriedly asked. There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes as if she wanted me to use my injuries to get Alex's pity and care.
However, I knew better than her that if he cared, why would I need to wait until I was injured to show his consideration and love?
Moreover, I called Alex at the first moment of the incident, but no one answered the phone for a long time.
"No need," I said coldly.
He was the one who told me to call him if I needed to, but what happened in the end?
I almost forgot he should be accompanying Miss Harvey at that time.
Although he kept saying he was unwilling to marry Samantha, he was still under Samantha's thumb.
"Are you angry?" asked Angel.
Angela knew me too well. She could sense my strange emotions just by listening to my tone.
However, I froze when she said I was angry.
'Why should I be angry? Just because Alex didn't answer my call?'
After thinking for a while, I realized I wasn't angry at Alex but at myself.
I had been hurt for so long but still believed a man's words so easily.
'I deserve to be deceived! Who let me not learn my lesson? Will a handsome man stop lying?' I thought again.
I shook my head and was about to open my mouth to explain when my phone rang.
"Did Mr. Herrera call you?" Angela hurriedly urged me to answer the phone. When I saw the caller ID on the screen, I couldn't help but be stunned.
It was a call from Javier.
It was rare for Javier to call me. Usually, the person who called me was Maliyah.
Somehow, my heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Javier, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Laurel, Maliyah is missing," said Javier.
Javier sounded anxious on the phone. He seemed to have lowered his voice.
"What do you mean Maliyah is missing?"
I was a little confused. I was on the phone with Maliyah last night. How could she have disappeared?
"Laurel, a friend of Maliyah called her last night and asked her out for supper. When I got up this morning, I realized Maliyah hadn't come home last night. No one picked up when I called her." Javier paused. There was a hint of anxiety and anxiety in his voice. "Laurel, should I tell my mother or call the police?"
My whole body couldn't help but tremble, and I felt a little panicked.
Maliyah had always been a good girl. She would tell her family if she did not go home. Although she had graduated and was often alone at home, she would probably tell Javier if she did not return because Javier was also at home.
"Was it a man or a woman who asked her out?" I quickly asked.
Without any hesitation, Javier blurted out, "A woman. I'll know if my sister has a boyfriend."
Indeed, Maliyah couldn't have a boyfriend because she was introverted and would feel embarrassed when she saw a man.
If she met someone she liked, her face would turn red, and her heart would race.
If she had a boyfriend, Javier would naturally be the first to discover it as a family member.
"Have you contacted any of her friends?" I asked.
"Yes. They all said they haven't contacted Maliyah," said Javier.
"I see. It's been less than 24 hours since she left the house. Go and report the case if it's over 24 hours, Don't tell Bonnie for now. Contact Maliyah's best friend and ask where they often have gatherings. I'll rush back immediately."
"Okay."
After I hung up, a medical staff member walked to my side. Before she could speak, I hurriedly said, "My driver is seriously injured and needs to go to the city. Can you send a car to send us there?"
"We've contacted the General Hospital. The car should arrive in half an hour. Miss, why don't you come to the hotel with us to treat your wounds first?"
I shook my head. Half an hour couldn't wait that long.
Then a black Mercedes-Benz drove over from afar. I hurriedly reached out to stop it.
I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face when the car window was rolled down.
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