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Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 403

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Do You Want Him Dead or Alive?

Although Vicente was extremely unwilling, he had to admit that in terms of dealing with the crisis, Ingrid was indeed more experienced than him.

The elevator door opened and they met Ladarius, who was waiting for the elevator at the door. The three of them looked at each other. Vicente was about to speak when he heard Ingrid say, “Come with me!”

Ingrid called Ladarius into the office and closed the door. However, the curtains were not drawn,

and the people outside could see that she was saying something with a serious expression. It was

probably because of the perfume crisis.

Walking outside, Vicente felt his heart was a mess. After thinking about it, he still felt that the root of all this was that woman. It was probably that the woman was bribed by someone and deliberately framed them.

Thinking about it, Vicente stomped his feet and left.

Although Ingrid was talking to Ladarius in the office, her sight had always been on the outside, When Ingrid saw that figure hurriedly leave, her expression finally relaxed. Ingrid used her eyes to indicate Ladarius to look outside.

“Where do you think that idiot will go?” Ladarius asked leisurely.

“Where else can he go? With his IQ, how can he think of anything useful?” Ingrid snorted. Ingrid was very disdainful of this opponent. “You’re going to make a move next. Is there any problem with

that perfumer?”

“What problems could there be? Everything is under control.” Clenching his fists, Ladarius smiled

and said. “We’re about to succeed, when all of this is over, you will be the manager instead of

deputy manager.”

“Alright, I’m not that idiot who can be fooled by flattering. The matter hasn’t been settled yet. Don’t

forget Declan.”

Ingrid’s eyes were dark, and when she thought of Declan, she felt uneasy. Declan was like a ticking

time bomb.

“I heard Declan has difficulty moving and he hardly does anything, right?” Ladarius said disapprovingly. “I heard that he couldn’t make it for much longer. Oh right, isn’t there news that Declan’s son is gone?”

“What do you want to say?” Ingrid frowned and looked at him.

“Do you think your dunt, Cindy, had told a patient like Declan about such bad news?” Ladarius

smiled meaningfully. He was implying something

Ingrid quickly understood what Ladarius meant. “What you mean is…”

“For an old man, a white-haired man, knowing that his young son had passed away should be quite sad. If this kind of thing is not handled well, it will be a big blow. You must be careful.”

“Even so, there is no definite news. I don’t know whether Charles is dead or alive.”

“There is no news. Maybe it is a kind of news. Whether he is dead or alive, it depends on whether other people want him to be dead or alive.”

Ingrid frowned as she looked at him. “Why are you so evil?”

“Evil? Are you kind? My dear sister. Don’t forget, we are born of the same mother,” Ladarius said with a smile.

“Shut up!” Ingrid frowned and said, “I already said, don’t call me like this in the company. Do you want others to hear you?”

“Okay, sorry. I won’t call you like that next time.” Ladarius raised his hands in surrender, turned

around, and said, “Then I’ll go to see the perfumer. Let’s think about it again. Let’s wait and see

how the show goes.”

Ladarius opened the door and went out. Only then did Ingrid relax and sit down on the chair. She looked at the pile of information in front of her. The words that Ladarius said echoed in Ingrid’s

ears

To an old man, this will be a blow indeed…

Whether he is dead or alive depends on whether you want him to be dead or alive…

In the hospital, Silvia brought fruits and hot porridge to visit Winnie.

After Winnie resigned, Winnie helped Silvia to work in the studio. Winnie’s diet became irregular.

Yesterday, Silvia received a call saying that Winnie was sent to the hospital. Silvia was very shocked.

Later, when Freddie said that it was only a light gastric ulcer, Silvia felt a little relieved. Silvia had bought soup and fruit early in the morning to come over.

“I remember you are the one who urged me to eat regularly. How can you forget to eat!”

While Silvia Was muttering, she also brought out the soup and placed it into the small bowl.

“Your intestines and stomach are weak now, so you can only eat these easy-to-digest. Even if you are greedy now, you can’t cat delicious food.” Silvia sat by the bed and gently blew on the hot air. Silvia glanced at Winnie and saw thal Winnie was still smiling Silvia really didn’t know whether to

scold her or laugh along with her. “What’s so funny!”

“It’s rare to hear you criticize me like this.” Winnie smiled sweetly. Of course, this sweetness was

not only for Silvia to take care of her.

Mostly it was because of a man with a clumsy tongue, who heard Winnie’s voice on the phone and

rushed over in the middle of the night. The man sent Winnie, who was alone at home and whose

stomach was cramping, to the hospital. Then, the man took care of Winnie all night and bought

Winnie breakfast in the morning before leaving

This really waimed Winnie’s heart.

“Are you sick? You’re looking for a beating!” Silvia rolled her eyes but still handed Winnie a spoon.

Winnie obediently opened her inouth and swallowed a mouthful of soup “Yes, I am sick Otherwise,

why would I be here?” Winnie said with a smile

“You’re quite reasonable. Let me tell you. If you don’t eat well in the future, I’IL.”

Before Silvia could finish speaking, she heard the bustling noise outside Then a group of people

rall over

The door of the ward was not closed, so when they ran past the door, they also saw it. There were

people carrying cameras, and there were obviously people holding microphones They looked like a

group of people from the media

“Reporters? Silvia was a little surprised.

“No way! I just have a stomach ache. Don’t tell me all the media reporters are alarmed. I don’t have

that much appeal!”

After a pause, Winnie looked at Silvia and said, “Silvia, could it be that they came for you?”

It seemed that Silvia was the only one who had such great power to mobilize the media.

Silvia shook her head.

If they had come for Silvia, they would have found the right room since they already knew which floor she was on. Moreover, they rushed past the door. Something had obviously happened.

“Then who are they looking for?” Winnie asked curiously.

The room Winnie lived in was a VIP room. Even for a single suite, it was not something that

ordinary people could afford. Winnie did not know it when Freddie, the fool, had gone through the

formalities. Winnie only knew the price after she moved in. Winnie was speechless, but since she

had already moved in, she could only stay obediently

This floor was for VIP wards. There were not many rooms, and no one knew who was in the other