Chapter 121 Jackson Went Crazy in the Middle of the Night
"Don't move, I'll go check it out."
Shirley held Lillian back and jumped out of bed.
Lillian didn't argue with her, also got out of bed, and casually grabbed a glass item from the bedside table.
Shirley opened the door and frowned. "Mr. Jackson?"
Jackson stood outside the door, dressed in black, with a frosty demeanor.
His handsome face was cold and stern, and his gaze lightly swept over Shirley.
Ignoring Shirley, Jackson stepped into the room and headed straight for Lillian standing at the bedroom door.
Lillian was stunned. "How did you know I live here? And, you are not..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Jackson picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.
Shirley reacted and rushed forward to push the door.
The door was locked, and Shirley anxiously knocked on it.
"Mr. Jackson, what are you doing? What do you want to do to Lillian? Don't mess around, open the door!"
In the bedroom, Jackson threw Lillian onto the bed, opened the wardrobe, and casually threw a piece of clothing at her.
"Change and come with me!"
Lillian dazedly got up with her disorganized hair, and then she was disobedient.
She pushed aside her hair and frowned.
"What are you doing in the middle of the night? I won't get dressed and not go with you! If you refuse to divorce, we will separate. Two years of separation will lead to a divorce!"
She held her head high, and her face was cold.
Jackson seemed surrounded by a cold mist, he took a step forward and bent down to hold Lillian's chin.
"Separate? If I don't agree, you won't be able to go anywhere!"
He pushed her away and stood up. "Won't you change? Fine."
Sensing danger, Lillian crossed her arms and stepped back. "What do you want to do?"
Before she could finish her sentence, she was covered with a blanket over her head.
Without waiting for her reaction, he directly grabbed her legs, flipped her onto the bed, rolled her with the blanket, and wrapped her up like a cocoon.
Lillian felt her vision spinning, unexpectedly being lifted onto his shoulder along with the blanket.
"Jackson! Let me go, I won't go back!"
Lillian struggled, but the blanket was wrapped too tightly, leaving her no room to move. Jackson even gave her a hard pat on her buttocks.
Even through the blanket, she could feel the pain.
"Lillian! Jackson, if you don't open the door, I'll kick it down!"
Shirley was extremely anxious. As she took two steps back and was ready to kick the door, the door suddenly opened.
Shirley almost couldn't stop herself. She leaned against the wall for support, as Jackson strode out with Lillian.
Shirley hurried to catch up, but at that moment, a man in black blocked her way into the room.
"Move aside! What does Jackson want to do in the middle of the night?" Shirley clenched her fists, ready to fight.
Harry Reed had a stern face with a scar on his forehead. His eyes looked emotionless, like a killing machine without feelings.
Harry spoke, "You can't beat me."
The contempt in Harry's eyes was clear.
Shirley was very angry, but she indeed couldn't beat this person.
He was Jackson's number one bodyguard, mysterious in origin, and ruthless in his actions.
Once Shirley faced him, she was knocked down after just a few moves.
But she was worried about Lillian, so she clenched her fists and rushed forward. "Let's see if I can beat you!"
Harry dodged her punch, in a blink of an eye, he twisted her arm and pinned her down on the sofa, making her face pressed to the side.
"Ms. Shirley, the president has no ill intentions towards Ms. Lillian. He just heard some things and wants to have a good chat with Ms. Lillian."
"Is this how you have a good chat? If I didn't know better, I would think you came for revenge! Ah!" Shirley screamed in pain, feeling like her arm was about to dislocate.
"Ms. Shirley, if it weren't for Ms. Lillian's face, just with that mouth of yours, you would have been kicked out of Miracalia several times."
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