Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

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Chapter 750

"Sir..."

Wilbur was reluctant as he stood still.

Zac was irritated as he pulled a retractable baton stick out of his wheelchair and hit Wilbur. "If you don't get the

f*ck out of here, never come again!"

Wilbur got scared. He lowered his head and walked out.

Horrified by the scene, Olivia tugged the hem of Zac's top. "Zac, what's with the four years that Wilbur said? Is

there something you're not telling me?"

Zac's eyes darkened as he put away the baton and comforted, "It's nothing. Don't listen to his nonsense."

"Really?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?”

With that said, Zac looked at the time. "I've got a few things to take care of. You can eat first. Just leave me some."

Then he went alone up the track to the second floor and into his study.

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Looking at his back, Olivia frowned, a little uneasy.

Zac rarely did this. There must be something wrong.

However, she trusted Zac. He would not hurt her or anyone around her, so she could not imagine what he was

hiding from herself.

More importantly, she was worried about him.

She was scared he was consumed by the pressure and eventually lost his direction.

"Miss, I made bean soup for you. Do you want some?"

Olivia snapped back to herself and nodded. "Okay, heat it for me."

"I've just heated it, and the temperature is just right."

Olivia stepped forward, took a sip, and looked up at Mrs. Simmons. "It is just right."

Mrs. Simmons smiled. "I know you don't like it too hot. How could I forget about this little habit?"

With that said, she sighed. "How's Sir? Is he okay?"

"Yeah, he's good. He's much nicer than he was four years ago."

"He doesn't know who you are yet?"

Olivia shook her head.

Lest Mrs. Simmons asked any more questions, she picked up the bowl and went upstairs. "Mrs. Simmons, I'd like to

take a shower, so I'm going upstairs."

"Oh, okay."

After a bath, she lay in bed with mixed feelings.

She wondered if Zac could handle Quinton Group.

After what Dorothy and Fabian had done, it was harder for her to go after Dorothy.

Revenge was getting harder.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and wanted to reject the call. However, she was afraid it

was important and answered it impatiently in the end.

"What is it?"

"I found Sam's parents."

'Sam's parents?'

Olivia perked up and sat up in bed. "Really? Who is it?"

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"His father is Noah Ginger, and his mother is Jess Sanders."

The moment she heard the name, Olivia froze.

Jess Sanders... The name was no stranger to her.

Her memories flashed back to four years ago...

Before she knew it, she heard John say, "Besides, I also found out Noah might not be dead, but we don't know

where he is yet."

Not dead?'

Chill instantly spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her feel like she was in an ice cave.

Jess had thrown away her youth and eventually her life for a jerk who was still alive.

It was not worth it!

Without saying a word, she hung up and ran to the study door without shoes on to tell Zac about it.

However, when she reached the door, she heard his voice making a phone call. His tone was unusually cold.

Have you found him? Make sure you clean it up. Don't let anyone find out!1

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