Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 142

"Have the police arrived?" Hansen asked.

"Mr. Richards, we called the police, but those useless police officers couldn't find any evidence at all, and asked they only asked one of our men to record a statement. What a waste of time," John felt helpless.

"Mr. Richards, I think this matter has something to do with Brock. Would you like us to call up our men to teach them a lesson? They are really brave to even try to bully us," another young man was even more anxious and couldn't wait to take revenge for what had happened to Alvin.

Hansen waved his hand after thinking for a while; his eyes were gloomy.

At that moment, he had to first rescue Alvin. He couldn't let anything worse happen to him.

He was not so impulsive about taking revenge.

Obviously, things had become more and more complicated, but it could also be seen that their opponent could no longer stay calm. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

They even dared to hurt his man!

They must have noticed that Alvin was investigating the Javon Murphy case.

Thus, they made a move. This was a warning to him!

Anyone could imagine how complicated this was. Jenna's tearful face appeared in his mind again. What kind of pressure had she been living under? If this matter was not resolved, they would never have a peaceful life. Now, they were not sure who their enemies were, but their enemies knew them, and there was still a lot for them to worry about.

He felt irritated.

Did they want to prove their strength to him? Hansen had never been afraid. He was very sure that he could definitely solve this one day.

Jenna's car rushed into Richards Manor as fast as lightning. Then, she got into the electric car and headed straight towards Green Jade Garden.

Had Hansen come back?

After she left for a few hours, she suddenly realized that she missed him so much and wanted to see him. They had been together for so many days. Now, she panicked every time they were separated, even if it was just a while. She was even more worried watching him leave in a hurry.

The lights in the living room were still brightly lit.

Marissa and Aria were chatting on the sofa happily. Jenna did not see Hansen anywhere.

Her heart sank and she walked into the living room. Facing Marissa, she politely said "Hello, Auntie".

Marissa was wearing a blue dress with dark flowers and a fur overcoat. Although it was already cold outside, it was as warm as springtime inside Green Jade Garden.

The entire Richards Manor was equipped with a central heating system, which maintained the humidity and temperature in the house, and made people feel warm and comfortable.

"Hello," Marissa responded. She had already heard that Jenna worked very hard in Richards Group, and that she contributed a lot during the press conference. Now, Marissa treated her much better than before.

"Since you're back, let's have dinner together," Marissa spoke lightly.

As Jenna was walking fast just now because of her worries, her face was very red. Although she looked worried, after being cared for and pampered by Hansen for many days, her appearance had become very attractive, and she looked energetic with her petite body. Even Marissa was secretly praising her.

She was not just beautiful, but her temperament was also energetic and youthful. This was beyond comparison with Aria. No wonder her son couldn't forget her.

If Hansen was willing to marry Jenna as a concubine, she would be able to inherit Richards Manor, and at the same time, it would not affect Hansen's marriage with Aria either. In that way, she will not have to be in a dilemma. This was the best solution for the Richards family.

Of course, the condition was that Jenna had to be willing to do it. Marissa lifted the corner of her mouth when she thought of this.

"Aunt Ella, pour a glass of water for Vice President Murphy," Marissa said to Aunt Ella who was standing nearby.

"Yes, Madam," Aunt Ella said with a smile and left. Marissa intentionally didn’t call Jenna “Young Madam" in front of her servants. In her heart, Jenna was at most Hansen's concubine. Only Aria's status and background was worthy of the address of Mrs. Richards.

"Jenna, I haven't seen you in a long time. I heard that you went abroad?" Aria asked. She had already figured out Marissa's thoughts and changed her attitude completely. She would not let Marissa think that she was a mean person who refused to share her husband with another woman. She still had many opportunities to drive her away in the future anyway. Moreover, it was normal for a man to have a mistress now. Thus, she enthusiastically stood up and said hello to her immediately. "Come, Jenna, let's sit together."

Seeing Aria's red lips, Jenna felt disgusted and sickened from the bottom of her heart. Moreover, Aria's unusual enthusiasm towards her made her feel goosebumps all over her body. However, now, even if she was unwilling, she couldn't show it in front of Marissa, otherwise it would make Marissa think that Jenna was rude.

What was more, her relationship with Hansen had become better now. That was why she couldn't let Marissa have a bad impression of her.

"Green Mountain Automobile City had some technical problems related to the car production, so I had to go and have a look," Jenna smiled faintly and replied. Then she sat down on the sofa and asked worriedly, "Auntie, Hansen isn't back yet?".

Her furrowed eyebrows clearly showed her anxiety. She was restless after sitting down, and it was obvious that she cared about Hansen very much. Marissa was very satisfied with Jenna's care for her son. She spoke with a rare smile on her face, "Weren't you with him? How come you don't know if he is back? We were about to ask you. We were sitting here waiting for you both."

She said so many things in one breath, which was also rare during normal times.

However, Jenna's heart sank a little, and she didn't care about her expression at all.

Aria's face darkened, but she soon smiled too.

"I'm calling him," Aria said cheerfully, picking up the phone and started dialing.

"I am sorry, the number you have dialed is turned off." All of them heard the voice coming from the speaker of the mobile phone, and they were all silent.

Marissa started to feel nervous at that moment.

"Oh, it's okay. I forgot that Hansen told me when he left today that he had something to do so he will come back later. Let's eat first. He probably wouldn't come back for a while." Jenna saw Marissa's nervous face and seemed to realize something. She thought for a while before she pretended to remember something.

As soon as she said this, everyone in the room was relieved, especially Marissa. Hansen rarely ate in the Richards Manor all year round. It was normal that he wouldn't be back for dinner. Since he had told Jenna about it, they shouldn't worry either.

Marissa stood up and invited everyone to eat first.

It was already late in the night, and Jenna was still sitting in the bedroom with an uneasy feeling.

She held the phone up from time to time, wondering if she should call him or not.

She remembered that she had never called him because she missed him, but now she not only missed him, but was also worried about him; she couldn't sleep at all.

She paced back and forth in the bedroom while listening for sounds in the corridor outside from time to time. It was dead silent since it was already midnight.

The night felt scarier now.

The panic in Jenna's heart slowly increased. Only she knew that Hansen hurried away because something had happened.

As for what had happened, she didn't know.

In the investigation room, Hansen was sitting anxiously. John and a few strong men in black were standing by one side.

Deputy Chief Charles Grote sat in front of him.

Hansen was reading the file in his hand, and he turned on the surveillance camera footage from time to time to repeatedly watch the scene of Javon's car accident.

"Mr. Richards, we are already investigating this case, but we are still at a loss until this day," Charles said helplessly when he saw that Hansen was investigating the matter in person.

"Really?" Hansen sneered, watching the surveillance camera footage. He suddenly raised his head and asked sarcastically, "Mr. Grote, you guys are really responsible. Have you found anything suspicious about this case so far?"

Charles thoughtfully nodded and said, "This case? We have some suspicions, but after the perpetrator escaped, the case could not be further investigated anymore."

"Huh," Hansen snorted and said coldly. "What is impossible to find out? Can you be sure that the person who killed Javon was the perpetrator, not another murderer? You know, Javon is not an ordinary person. The public was not surprised when his death was reported. As a criminal investigator, don't you think that there is reason for suspicion?"

Charles's face reddened and he was embarrassed. He looked at Hansen and solemnly said, "Mr. Richards, we are only responsible for investigating the criminal case. We can't even tell anyone about the case, let alone disclose any information. As for whether the news media knows, that is not something we can control."

"Of course," Hansen expressed sarcasm with his words and said mockingly. "Of course this is not your business, but did you include this reason when you were investigating the case? It's such an obvious anomaly. Can you evade responsibility from it just because it isn't your business?"

The case had been ongoing for so long, yet they didn't even find any clues; they even put it aside. What made Hansen even angrier was that they even ignored such important clues and said that it was none of their business. They were too careless.

Charles was very angry, but he still squeezed out a sarcastic smile. Hansen looked at him, leaned back, and moved his hands forward. The night was already late.

"Mr. Grote, I know Javon was your good friend. Don't you need to work harder to find out the truth for your friend," Hansen sneered and asked.

Charles’s face was even more displeased. He dared not offend Hansen, but the police were also helpless regarding the cause of Javon’s death. Recently, it had been found that the cause of his death may be related to the Richards Group, but the vehicle could not be found, so they didn't dare to offend Hansen.

After all, Hansen was cunning and savvy. Charles asked a question tentatively.

"Mr. Richards, I am also very sorry about Minister Murphy's death. What should we do, from your point of view?"

He knew that Mr. Richards was not an easy person to deal with. Although he seemed to be taunting him when he said that, he actually had another intention. Thus, he asked the question carefully.

Hansen raised his eyebrow and slowly approached the table. He smiled slightly and asked calmly, "Mr. Grote, I wonder if anyone has hinted to you anything about this case?"

Charles was stunned when he heard the words. With a gloomy look on his face, he was ready to speak but the words could not come out and he hesitated a few times. Charles looked at Hansen, who was pondering, and Charles continued to keep quiet.