Chapter 862
Alexander shot Valentin directly in the arm.
Valentin's body trembled violently.
He lay on the ground but still laughed.
The police took Valentin away. When Alexander tried to shoot again, someone stopped him, "Mr. Tudor, let it go."
Alexander frowned, veins bulging on his forehead and hands, clearly furious.
"Let it go? He doesn't seem to want to let it go," Alexander's eyes were fierce as he glared at Valentin.
"Keep him for me. I'll check on him later!" Alexander said angrily.
Everyone in the room quickly lowered their heads and left with those who needed to go.
The room quieted down, leaving only Alexander and Elizabeth, who was still searching for her purse.
Alexander walked over and grabbed Elizabeth's arm.
Elizabeth shook off Alexander's hand, "Let go of me."
Alexander noticed Elizabeth's reddened ankle and the tear in her clothes.
He tightly gripped Elizabeth's arm, staring directly at her, "Elizabeth. Two years ago, I did come to Dream City with Esme, but I was here for work with Nolan. Esme came on her own, and later I had no choice but to take her out for a day."
Elizabeth looked up, meeting Alexander's gaze.
What a casual "no choice," he said so lightly.
Elizabeth smiled, "Why are you telling me this? We were married then, and you didn't explain. Now we're divorced, so what's the point of explaining?"
Alexander frowned, "You don't care?"
"Should I care?" Elizabeth asked him, her eyes red.
All she wanted to know now was where her bag went. It had the watch Declan bought for her!
Everything else had nothing to do with her.
"Elizabeth, whether you care or not, remember, I never loved Esme. What happened between Esme and me was just a fling!" Alexander insisted on explaining.
Elizabeth pushed him away and walked out barefoot.
Alexander quickly picked up her shoes and followed her.
As Elizabeth stepped out of the private room, her legs gave way for a moment.
Alexander was about to support her, but she immediately leaned against the wall.
Elizabeth glanced at Alexander, her eyes full of indifference, as if she didn't know him at all.
She didn't want to ask why he was here, nor did she want to know what happened two years ago.
All she knew was that she was utterly disappointed in Alexander.
Elizabeth slowly walked downstairs, barefoot. The cold floor sent a chill straight to her heart.
Alexander couldn't stand it. He walked over and picked Elizabeth up, carrying her downstairs.
Elizabeth's tears fell instantly. She struggled, "Alexander, put me down. I don't need your pity, let go!"
Alexander didn't listen to her.
He walked out of the hotel, where a crowd had gathered.
The lights from the police cars were blinding, and in the darkness, the gazes of the onlookers were particularly cold.
They looked at Elizabeth with prying eyes.
Elizabeth was in Alexander's arms as he strode towards the ambulance.
Elizabeth said, "Alexander, my bag is missing."
Alexander looked at her in his arms.
Elizabeth's eyes were red, and a tear had just fallen from the corner of her eye, making her look both beautiful and fragile.
She looked like a white rose about to shatter, evoking a deep sense of pity.
"Is it important?" he asked.
Elizabeth nodded, "Very important."
Alexander nodded and immediately ordered someone to find Elizabeth's bag. If they couldn't find it, they would check the surveillance footage!
"I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm fine," Elizabeth told Alexander.
Seeing that she was indeed fine, Alexander had wanted to take her to the hospital to prevent any trauma or fear.
But seeing Elizabeth unusually calm, he took her directly to his car.
The surroundings were quiet.
The police outside were handling the aftermath.
Occasionally, someone would come over and ask Alexander, "Mr. Tudor, do you need any help?"
Alexander shook his head, and they quickly turned and left.
Elizabeth kept her head down, rubbing her ankle.
Alexander watched her.
Elizabeth's clothes were disheveled.
She came to Dream City with few clothes and few belongings. She planned to return in the evening on the same day she arrived.
Alexander reached out with some concern, about to help her rub her ankle.
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