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Mandy replied seriously, “I’ll pack up and leave right away. In a few days, it will be the seventh day since Esther’s
passing. According to local customs, the seventh day is meant for the soul to return. If Esther’s spirit returns and
sees me here, it could lead to misunderstandings.
“But… Wait a minute! You and Esther are divorced. Even if her spirit does return, she won’t come back to Warner
Manor, right?”
“Mandy, get out!”
Mandy turned around and walked past Bradley. This time, she was genuinely preparing to gather her belongings
and leave.
To be honest, she didn’t want to stay in a place where the walls were plastered with Esther’s photos. She had no
desire to wake up to the sight of Esther’s face—it would be too frightening. She wanted to live for many more years
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand avoid such nightmares.
The service staff didn’t dare provoke Bradley, and a few of them secretly discussed whether he had gone mad.
No, it was clear that Bradley had lost his mind!
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While Bradley was rehanging their wedding photos, the Warner Group’s stock plummeted further.
The Quill Group had previously shown some restraint toward the Warner Group, but following Esther’s death, they
initiated a full-scale attack. The Warner Group’s domestic and international companies were all affected to varying
degrees, with some companies’ stock prices plummeting to the limit.
The storm was brewing, and no one could escape its effects. People who held the Warner Group’s stocks began
selling them.
Members of the board looked at the falling stocks and were overwhelmed. They tried to call Bradley, but his phone
remained unanswered.
The Warner Group was left without a leader.
Meanwhile, Jasper took the opportunity to release the video of the incident on Coastal Highway 9. The video clearly
showed Bradley crashing into Esther’s car and pushing it off a cliff, capturing his face vividly.
Countless angry netizens tagged the traffic police, urging them to enforce the law fairly without showing favoritism
due to Bradley’s status as a major taxpayer.
Naturally, the traffic police found Bradley, and he stared at them in silence while the legal department’s distressed
lawyers handled everything. They were also in a tough spot, not having expected Bradley to act so recklessly.
“Mr. Warner actually has a brain tumor, and at times, certain behaviors are beyond his control,” Jonathan
elaborated.
The traffic officers looked at the medical records Jonathan presented and said, “I see no issues with Mr. Warner’s
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmental state.”
Crashing into a car wasn’t a minor offense, was it? And now he claimed to have a mental problem?
The traffic officers thought, ‘What a load of nonsense!’
“Regarding Mr. Warner’s medical condition, we can have his private physician provide you with a detailed
explanation.
“Dr. Slade was also in the car at the time, and Mr. Warner didn’t intentionally crash into Ms. Quill. You should
understand that Ms. Quill was Mr. Warner’s ex-wife and also the biological mother of his only child. Even if it were
for the sake of his child, Mr. Warner wouldn’t have committed such an act!”
Jonathan’s words made the traffic officers sneer.
“You’ve studied law and understand it—you have a duty to respect the law. You should know that the law exists to
uphold fairness and justice. Your actions are tantamount to absolving Bradley Warner through legal means.”
Bradley looked at the traffic officer sitting across from him, his attitude cold.
“I never wanted Esther to die. I wished more than anyone for her to live. I want her to stay with me forever.”
Bradley turned to look at the wedding photos on the wall, and his voice seemed to drift over from the distant snow-
capped peaks. “She’s my wife, my only wife…”