Chapter 522 Unable To Find Anything
Melodie hated Evelyn even more now, but she knew that Marty only had his eyes on her. Evelyn always had a special place in his heart.
In what way was Evelyn better than her?
Melodie's heart was full of hatred, and she couldn't wait to tear Evelyn apart right now.
At the thought of this, a glint of malice flickered in her eyes. Her smile slowly froze at the corner of her mouth.
She would make sure that Evelyn paid for what she had done.
St. Tropez Villa.
Marty couldn't drive because he had been drinking, so he called the driver to pick him up at the bar.
As soon as Marty arrived home, he was about to go to bed after resting for a while, as he had drunk a little too much today.
"Mr. Blaine."
At this time, the butler suddenly came up to him.
"What's wrong?"
Marty frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to sober himself up as much as possible.
"We have some findings on the investigation you've ordered us to carry out."
The butler said seriously.
Marty turned to look at him. A glint of coldness flashed across his pitch-dark eyes, exuding an oppressive aura.
"How's it going?"
"We have already found out the truth. The reason why Evelyn was injured was that someone had tampered with the drawbridge. That's why you were being put in danger on that day."
The butler reported their findings respectfully.
The butler felt like his heart was in his mouth right now. He could also feel the frantic pulse of his heartbeat pounding in his ears under such a quiet and strange atmosphere.
This was because he knew how Evelyn was very important to Marty. Marty would probably fly off the handle now that he heard that someone had already tampered with the drawbridge.
"Did you find out who did this?"
At this time, Marty's gaze was deep.
Marty had been wondering who was the person behind all this? How could someone be so ruthless and malicious as that he wanted to put Evelyn to death so viciously?
Upon hearing Marty's question, the butler didn't know how to answer at all.
The room fell silent for a moment.
"Why don't you speak?"
Marty's expression was stern and vigilant.
He stopped playing with the amber in his hand as he raised his head to stare at the butler.
"I... "
Beads of sweat started to drip down the butler's cheeks. He was so terrified that he started to murmur.
"Tell me!"
Marty's voice began to grow louder as anger boiling inside him.
"For the time being, we haven't found anything yet."
The butler gulped back the saliva after he finished speaking. He didn't know what was going to happen next.
"What?"
Marty was furious because he really didn't expect that his men hadn't found out who the culprit was.
"How about the matter I asked you to do a while ago?"
Marty thought the matter was quite complicated, so he could only let them continue with their investigation. As a matter of fact, it was rather impossible to find out the truth over such a short period of time.
"That matter has been dealt with."
"Send more men to investigate the incident. I will let you off today. But if you're still unable to find anything in the future, don't blame me for being harsh to you."
Although Marty's expression had eased a little, he could tell that he was still quite angry.
The butler agreed.
He was fully aware of Marty's temper, which was why he was so afraid before.
Marty thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Oh right, where's my brother?"
When it came to this, the butler seemed to be a little hesitant.
"Mr. Blaine... He went out today."
"He went out?"
Marty frowned and asked, "Did he go to the company or somewhere else?"
The butler shook his head. "Not the company. Because his assistant, Quan came by to pick up some documents. He told me that he was not in the company when I asked. But I don't know where exactly he went."
Marty thought for a while before he took out his mobile phone to look at the time.
When he saw the date on it, he suddenly thought of something and suddenly slapped himself in the head.
"Sh*t!"
After that, he stood up and walked out of the villa in a hurry.
At this time, in a church more than 30 kilometers away from the St. Tropez Villa.
The most regrettable thing that Sophia had done in her life was to promise his father to go back to her hometown to attend Bell's wedding.
The wedding venue was decorated majestically by the wedding planner hired from Flauford. It was decorated in mostly white and red, which made it look romantic and classy.
The bride and groom were solemnly making their marriage vows under the witness of the priest. Sophia quietly watched them exchange their rings, and then they kissed in the hubbub of the crowd.
The kiss...
All of a sudden, Sophia felt the sunlight was so glaring that she could barely open her eyes. Therefore, she just turned away and avoided looking at it.
There was a glass of red wine on the table. She took it up and gulped it down, and at the same time, she warned herself secretly in her heart.
"Sophia, you lost! Just accept the fact that you've been defeated!"
"From now on, Joel Seyfried belongs to Bell Buick. He has nothing to do with you anymore!"
She thought so in her heart, but after drinking a glass of wine, she couldn't help but think of what Joel had said to her at the beginning.
He said, "Sophia, you are the best thing that ever happened to me."
He said, "Sophia, I'm the luckiest man alive for being able to meet you and marry you."
He said, "Sophia, marry me!"
But in the end, he said, "Sorry, Sophia."
Haha!
The corner of Sophia's mouth curved into a self-deprecating smile. She suddenly felt like this was all so meaningless.
She picked up her bag and stood up, ready to leave.
But at this moment, a sharp female voice came from behind.
"Hey, isn't this Sophia?"
Sophia turned her head and saw a well-dressed woman. She was Amanda Mulligan, Joel's mother. She had always been giving Sophia cold shoulders.
"Amanda, what can I do for you?" Sophia still asked her out of courtesy.
"Nothing. I'm really impressed at how you actually have the nerve to attend the wedding!"
Amanda smiled proudly. The Seyfired family used to be a family of scholars. However, since the death of Joel's father a few years ago, their family was in straitened circumstances albeit it still appeared to be glorious relying on the support of Joel alone. Now, Amanda couldn't be prouder by the fact that they could have the Buick family as their rock through the marriage between Joel and Bell.
At this moment, there were several women around her who were about the same age as her, all of which had a disdain expression on their faces.
"That Sophia. How dare she returns to her hometown after what had happened two years ago? She's so shameless!"
"Yes! She brought shame to the Buick family!"
"It's no wonder no men wants her!"
Sophia pursed her lips slightly. She found it ear-splitting to listen to the whispers of those women.
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