My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 1118 Going to the Old Madam

Julien crossed his fingers on the table and didn't say anything. He kept his head down, thinking about something.

Seeing this, Sydney did not disturb him and picked up her fork to continue eating.

After a while, Julien finally moved.

He uncrossed his hands and slowly raised his head. "I will let the police reopen the case and redo the investigation."

"If it is found that the murderer is really Mr. McDaniel, how will you handle it?" Sydney stopped eating and looked at Julien.

This was the point she was most interested in.

Julien picked up the red wine glass and tilted his head back to take a sip. "Because of what happened today, I chose to give up on the McDaniel family. If Mr. McDaniel really did such a thing, I naturally will not let him go, and I will avenge Mr. Dodson. After all, he was the teacher that I favored in the beginning. "

"I support you." Sydney reached out her hand and placed it on Julien's. "I'll support you in whatever you do just as you support me."

Julien didn't say anything. He just took her hand and squeezed it gently, showing that he was in a happy mood at the moment.

After a while, Julien let go of Sydney's hand and stood up, his own cell phone still in his hand. "I'm going to make a call."

"You want to call the police?" Sydney looked up at Julien.

Julien nodded. "I'll call Special Crimes Unit. Mr. Dodson and Mr. McDaniel are both civil services, so this matter can't be handled by the ordinary police department. It can only be investigated by SCU."

"Okay, go ahead, but hurry up. The food is getting cold." Sydney pointed to the hearty dinner on the table.

Julien said, "Uh-huh. I'll be back soon. You eat first." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

After saying that, he moved his long legs and walked toward the balcony.

Meanwhile, Mr. McDaniel didn't know that he had already aroused the suspicion of Julien and Sydney and that Julien had already contacted SCU to reopen the case of Stanley's death over ten years ago.

At that moment, he was sitting next to his son Clay in a car.

Clay looked at the cell phone in his father's hand, then looked at his father's aged, gloomy face, swallowed, and said, "Dad, Julien hung up the phone?"

His tone was rather timid. He was not at all as commanding as he was when facing his secretary during the day.

As expected, even the most powerful people had people they were afraid of.

The one Clay was afraid of was his father, the old man in front of him.

Facing Mr. McDaniel, Clay had to be careful with his words.

"Didn't you see everything? Why are you asking?" Mr. McDaniel turned his head to give Clay a disgusted look.

Clay flinched and muttered, "I'm just concerned about you."

Mr. McDaniel retracted his gaze and replied calmly, "Huh, don't worry. I won't die."

Clay rubbed his forehead. "But Dad, Julien hung up on you. It seems that the situation is really serious this time."

At that point, Clay was suddenly a little unsure of himself.

Originally, he thought that even if Julien was angry and ignored him, Julien would definitely not ignore his father.

After all, his father was Julien's teacher.

Maybe as long as his father intervened, Julien would let this matter go for his father's sake and would not retaliate against the McDaniel family.

But now Julien didn't even answer his father's phone call, so Clay suddenly wasn't so confident that Julien would spare them.

Mr. McDaniel looked at his cell phone, his eyes gloomy. "Maybe it's not just because of Erin."

"There's something else?" Clay's voice was raised all of a sudden.

Mr. McDaniel sighed, "I went to the Flint Corporation today and met Julien."

"I know." Clay nodded.

Mr. McDaniel leaned back. "When we met, I said a lot of bad things about Sydney, and at that time, Julien was so angry that he asked me to leave, so I think this time Julien didn't take my call, not only because of Erin but also because of what I had said to him today."

"So what now?" Clay was anxious. "No wonder he's so angry. Dad, if we don't make up with Julien soon, our company will be in trouble. Several companies called me this afternoon to find out Julien's

attitude toward us. Once they know that Julien is really going to break with us, they will definitely swarm up to screw us. After all, in the past, we've offended quite a few companies."

"You're telling me." Mr. McDaniel glared at his panicked and useless son and said in a deep voice, "Rest at ease. I made a lot of effort to get such a good student back then. How can I possibly let him drift apart with us?"

Hearing Mr. McDaniel's words, Clay calmed down a little, but he was still a little uneasy. "But Julien doesn't even answer our phone calls or meet us now. We can't even find him. How can we make up with him?"

Mr. McDaniel pinched his nose. "There's no hurry. Today's incident made Julien angry. Don't bother him for now. Let him cool down first. Maybe after that, he will take our calls and meet us, and he will be easier to deal with at that time."

"So we're not going to do anything now, right?" Clay was a little reluctant.

Mr. McDaniel narrowed his eyes. "Of course not. Just because we're giving Julien time to cool down doesn't mean we're not going to do anything. Let's go to the Flint family's old residence first."

Clay's eyes lit up. "Dad, do you want to go to Old Madam Flint?"

Mr. McDaniel nodded. "That's the only way now. Old Madam Flint is the elder Julien cares about the most. As long as she interferes, Julien will compromise."

"That's not a bad idea, but..." Clay scratched his head. "Dad, Old Madam Flint seems to have always been tepid to us. Will it work if we go to her?"

"We have to give it a try anyway, don't we?" Mr. McDaniel cast a sideways glance at Clay, lowered his eyes, and said evenly, "Moreover, I don't know why, but I feel uneasy. We have to restore our

relationship with Julien sooner. Otherwise, I'm worried that if this goes on, something even worse will happen."

"OK, then we'll go now." Clay nodded and then instructed the driver to take them to the Flint family's old residence.

An hour later, they arrived.

Mr. McDaniel and Clay got out of the car and greeted the doorman.

The doorman knew that Mr. McDaniel was Julien's teacher, and because of this, he took Mr. McDaniel as an honored guest. He immediately went into the old residence to report.

It was already past nine o'clock. The Old Madam had just finished washing up with Felicia's help and was about to rest when she heard a knock on the door.

Felicia frowned unhappily. "These servants should know better than to disturb you at this late hour."

"They might be here for something. Go open the door, Felicia," the Old Madam said with a smile, not upset at all.

"There's no rush. I'll help you lie down first," Felicia responded while arranging the pillows for the Old Madam.

The Old Madam could not persuade Felicia, so she could only lie down as Felicia said.

Felicia then tucked her in before turning to open the door.