After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again-Chapter 42: Provoked the Wrong Person

"I don’t know him." Florence Fuller looked down at him: "But you’ve messed with people you shouldn’t have."

Amelia Gordon was confused, her mind was already a bit fuzzy.

Florence Fuller took a card out of her bag and tossed it onto Amelia Gordon: "There’s a hundred thousand dollars on the card, including the money Charles Shaw gave you. The rest is for your medical expenses. If you go to find him trouble again or take one more step towards the hospital, I will definitely kill you!"

Her gaze was fierce and sharp, causing Amelia Gordon’s eyes to widen: "You... you..."

"And this matter won’t end." Florence Fuller wiped the blood on her hands onto Amelia Gordon: "Your dad was waiting to be promoted and transferred back to SJ City after the New Year, but because of you, he can’t come back."

Amelia Gordon’s heart trembled, and as Florence Fuller got up to leave, she scrambled over to grab her, her voice shaking: "You... what do you want to do..."

Florence Fuller gave her a sinister smile, kicking her away: "When your dad comes to find you, you’ll know."

Without turning back, Florence Fuller left, and the room instantly became quiet.

Daniel Knight looked at Amelia Gordon on the floor, disheveled and bloody: "Did you cause trouble?"

What shocked them even more was that Florence Fuller, who appeared so gentle and serene on the surface, could have such a violent side.

"Brother Gardiner... Brother Gardiner..." Amelia Gordon reached for Luke Gardiner: "Help me, there can’t be any trouble over there—my dad is waiting to be promoted back, if something goes wrong, he’ll kill me when he returns."

Luke Gardiner looked at her: "Who is Charles Shaw?"

Amelia Gordon shook on the ground: "I don’t even know her relationship with Charles Shaw, I... I..."

Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

With a solemn expression, Luke Gardiner strode out.

The cold wind of the night was blowing gently, and the open-air parking lot was exceptionally quiet.

Chasing outside, Luke Gardiner saw Florence Fuller leaning against the Aston Martin, skillfully lighting a cigarette and taking a drag.

Smoke swirled in the air, carried by the wind, and Luke Gardiner approached, smelling it.

"Do you know what you’ve done?" he asked.

The woman was indifferent: "Yes."

"You knew and still hit her so hard." Luke Gardiner confronted her: "Because of a man?"

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"Ha!" Luke Gardiner gritted his teeth: "You think that with the status of the Gardiner Family’s young mistress you can just..."

"We can divorce." Florence Fuller interrupted him: "Divorce, then whatever trouble I get into has nothing to do with the Gardiner Family."

Luke Gardiner was choked, realizing he reacted angrily: "In your dreams!"

Florence Fuller looked at him irritably: "I’m not in the mood to argue with you right now; you’re annoying, and I’m annoyed too. Divorce is good for both of us."

"Is this how you are?" Luke Gardiner stared at her intently: "We rarely ever meet, your missed calls and unanswered messages—when we do run into each other, you mention divorce. Am I something to toy with, Florence Fuller?"

Florence Fuller stubbed out the cigarette and turned to get into the car.

Luke Gardiner grabbed her: "Don’t go."

Florence Fuller looked at him silently, her gaze shifted slightly behind him, and a delicate woman was standing on the steps, watching the two of them.

Luke Gardiner glanced back, his face looked a bit unpleasant.

"Let go."

Luke Gardiner slowly released his grip.

Florence Fuller got into the car, and Isabelle Sunworth approached, trying to hold Luke Gardiner’s hand; Luke Gardiner backed away.

The woman in the car started the engine, without rolling down the window. Her voice came out calmly: "Luke Gardiner, let’s find some time to have a good talk."

Talk?

Talk about divorce.

The luxury car accelerated away, Luke Gardiner watched the quickly disappearing silhouette of the car, gritting his teeth.

"Brother Gardiner." Isabelle Sunworth cautiously tried to hold his arm again: "Is she really the one you married?"

Luke Gardiner pulled his arm back without saying a word, heading to his own car.

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On the third day of Amelia Gordon’s stay in the hospital, a group of reporters suddenly pushed the door open and rushed towards her with cameras and microphones: "Miss Gordon, was the drunk driving incident in downtown Mian’an Road a while ago really you?"

"After the collision, why didn’t you stop, but instead accelerated and fled?"

"Is your father really a high-ranking official of the Nanguang City government?"

"Do you know your father..."

"..."

Question after question, Amelia Gordon’s uneasiness over the past few days reached its peak, and she let out a broken scream.

At this moment, in the Gardiner old residence.

Florence Fuller walked in to see an elderly man sitting opposite Old Mr. Gardiner, looking exceptionally heavy-hearted. When she arrived, his gaze grew more vicious.

Florence Fuller certainly knew what she had to face.

"Grandfather." Florence Fuller greeted.

Old Mr. Gardiner was already aware of the Gordon family’s situation. The Gardiner Family and Gordon Family had never been connected, but in their circles, everyone respected each other, and of course, Old Mr. Gardiner looked down on the Gordon Family.

Now that it was discovered that the troublemaker came from their own family, he had to step in.

Old Mr. Gardiner’s voice was serious: "Today, all the remarks online about the Gordon Family, as well as accusations of corruption, were manipulated by you from behind the scenes."

"What if I say it wasn’t..."

"It was you!" Old Man Gordon suddenly stood up pointing at Florence Fuller: "Why are you involving the grudge between the younger generation into this? Don’t you know my son was waiting for this promotion, you’ve ruined it all."

Florence Fuller fearlessly looked at him: "But your family was involved in embezzlement and corruption, collusion with official funds is no falsehood. Your family’s children carry a criminal record."

"You!" Old Man Gordon was enraged, pointing at Florence Fuller and then looking at Old Mr. Gardiner: "Our families have always been waters that do not interfere with each other; now, for a trivial matter, you want to doom our entire family?"

Old Man Gordon came to seek resolution which they could no longer provide, demanding he fix what they had uncovered.

"It’s not a trivial matter." Florence Fuller said coldly: "Amelia Gordon should be grateful; otherwise, she’d have another death on her back."

"Nonsense."

If those higher-ups really started investigating thoroughly, their family would be finished.

"Isn’t your family powerful? Go find someone to protect you, or have you run out of protectors!"

"You venomous girl!" Old Man Gordon furiously roared, but the sound of a cane tapping drowned it out, as Old Mr. Gardiner looked at Florence Fuller: "Go kneel in my study."

Florence Fuller didn’t explain and went.

Old Man Gordon wanted to rush after her, but Uncle Andre stopped him and reminded: "You are in the Gardiner’s residence."

Watching Florence Fuller leave, Old Man Gordon felt choked, glaring at Old Mr. Gardiner: "How are you going to resolve this? The Gardiner Family must give me an explanation. Is kneeling all she has to do?"

"Did I make your family embezzle, collude, and commit all these crimes?" Old Mr. Gardiner said calmly.

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