Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 747 Life is like a drama

Lottie is still gone.

With a bunch of people, leaving in a dignified manner.

After she left, the original guests who came to offer their condolences, looking at the wreckage, and

Ian's lost look, inexplicably chills in the heart.

They didn't dare to watch the fun anymore and got up to say goodbye. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

When the guests had dispersed, only Ian and Harleen were left in the villa.

Ian looked at the broken urn, tears slipped down silently.

"Lottie, one day, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Harleen watched from the side, secretly despising in her heart.

He knew how to talk tough, but he couldn't do anything in front of Lottie.

Sure enough, Ralph the brother, compared to Mr. Chapman himself, more than a little worse.

If it is Mr. Chapman himself, definitely will not control this field, but also let Lottie like a woman arrogant!

The heart all sorts of dislike, but the surface shows a panicked and scared expression.

"Mr. Louis, Lottie's careless nature, is she going to do something even crazier after that?"

"Will she take revenge on you?"

Ian already hated Lottie with a passion, and when he heard Harleen's words, his eyes widened in

anger.

"She'd dare!"

"But she even dared to smash Mr. Chapman's ashes enough ......"

"This crazy woman, I will not let her get away with it!"

Harleen, who had successfully achieved her goal, had a few smiles in her eyes, but they were well

hidden by her.

"Mr. Louis, today's incident is too big, it must have spread to the Internet, should we control the public

opinion."

One word woke up the dreamer.

Ian came back from the shock, "Right! This bitch will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to talk

nonsense, I must be one step ahead of her, so that she will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest

of her life!"

Ian picks up his phone and calls his men.

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On the other hand, Lottie led the men back to Chapman Mansion.

Except Lottie, everyone was preoccupied and not as relaxed as everyone thought.

When they got to their own place, Lottie had a much more relaxed expression on her face.

"Do you guys think I'm crazy?"

The people looked at each other, none of them said anything.

Only Connie hesitated and spoke: "Lottie, are you too stimulated?"

Lottie shook her head: "I'm sober as hell."

"But ......"

"That's not Mr. Chapman," Lottie said with conviction.

The crowd didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lottie said: "I absolutely do not believe that Mr. Chapman will leave in this way. Even if he really had to

die, it wouldn't turn out that way."

After her words, Connie said, "But Edward had his DNA tested, and it matched Mr. Chapman's."

"So what?" Lottie didn't think so: "The data could have been falsified too."

"Lottie!"

Connie said again, but Alfred stopped her.

Alfred looked at Lottie steadily, and his suspicions had already taken shape.

See Lottie this attitude, Ralph is not dead has been confirmed.

But it is not possible to tell the truth, then the result can only be ......

"Lottie, I know you're sad about your cousin's departure, but that's no reason for you to fall! We are on

your side, and not to be a gun for you to make."

"His ashes would not have been much, smash it, but I hope that in the future, you will do things in a

measured manner."

Alfred's statement caused everyone to freeze.

Only Lottie's eyes twinkled and the corners of her lips faintly rose.

The stage was set, could she not cooperate?

Lottie grabbed the cup on the coffee table and threw it at Alfred's feet!

Tea spilled everywhere and the teacup fell into pieces.

"I told you, he's not dead!"

"You don't want him to die, do you?

Alfred's face was ugly, and he stepped forward as if to make a move, but was violently pushed away by

Connie.

"Come on, let's talk about it. Lottie is in a special situation."

"She's still pregnant, she's inevitably paranoid."

Alfred looked down, looking at Connie whose tears were welling up in her eyes, obviously worried and

scared, yet she had to say something nice for her friend.

This little fool.

Alfred's heart was soft, but he had to keep on acting.

"So what? It's better than her deceiving herself like this!"

"She lost Ralph, and the children lost their father too! As a mother, regardless of the capricious, then

what about these children?"

Connie also felt bad and wanted to say something, when York suddenly shouted out, "Alfred, who are

you talking to?

Alfred's sharp eyes looked at York.

Good, there is still a knowledgeable person here.

In order to make the play realistic, he could not fight with Lottie, but he could fight with York.

So he pushed Connie aside, pointed at York's nose and said, "This is a family matter of the Bartons,

what does it have to do with you?"

"I'm Lottie's brother, what do you think it has to do with me?"

"What brother, just a relationship climber."

"What did you say? Say it again!"

The two men were talking and fighting.

Stella almost cried as Chapman Mansion went on and on.

Kayden rubbed the bridge of her nose, badly.

Finally he had to step in: "Okay! Will you stop it?"

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Alfred pointed the finger at him: "And who are you to speak

here?"

Kayden grimaced: "Yes, I'm not qualified to speak, so go ahead and talk!"

He was so angry that he flung his sleeves and left, and Lottie didn't stop him.

Sean went up to separate York and Alfred, Connie saw this and pulled Alfred by the hand.

"Lottie, today everyone is too impulsive, you first rest at home, do not think too much, I will properly

persuade them. It's all family, there's nothing to get over."

Lottie did not say anything, Alfred pushed Connie away, turned around and walked away by himself.

Connie hurriedly followed him.

The living room quieted down, Lottie looked to Sean and said, "You go back to rest first."

"Ma'am ......"

"Go back."

Sean frowned, in the end did not say anything, sighed and excused himself and left.

When the outsiders had gone, Lottie gave York a look and went back upstairs to rest herself.

York settled Elijah and the others and went wearily to the guest room.

When the living room was quiet again, a figure went out into the courtyard and dialed the phone from

an out-of-the-way place.

"Sir, Lottie got into an argument with Alfred and the others, and she's supposed to be irritated and

really mad."

The man told the person on the other end of the phone what he had just seen and heard, and after

getting the order to continue monitoring, he hung up and quietly left.

Little did he know that somewhere upstairs in the guest room, someone was looking down at him

through the window and listening to his words clearly.

Ralph finished watching the two scenes, put his feet up in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smiled

and shook his head.

"Life is like a play, the play is like life."

Just after sighing, the door of the room was pushed open and Lottie walked in with a natural look on

her face.

"You're quite leisurely." Lottie spoke unhappily: "What are you doing over there instead of lying in bed?"