Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 286 Resisting

"I don't want you to reply to me, but I want you to make an explanation, which is worthy of your

conscience. Ethan died so tragically. Don’t you feel guilty?" Calvin asked angrily, knowing that Khalid

would not give in easily.

Khalid froze. He suddenly knelt down, "Mr. Harvey, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I really can't

say it. If I say it, I will still die. My family are all counting on me to live."

"Do you think you can still live even if you don't tell me? Do you think that after Ethan's death, no one

will know about this account? Do you think that no one will go to report you to the police, so the money

can be lost for no reason?" Calvin sneered and repeatedly questioned. These people were really

sinister and shameful.

"Mr. Harvey, it's really none of my business. I was also forced by them." Khalid replied with a bitter look

on his face.

"Who forced you? Ethan?" Calvin was aggressive.

"No, no! Ethan was a good official. He disdained to do this kind of thing and refused to cooperate. It just

happens that our family are all in the capital, and I was eager to get rid of Laila, so I was forced to

accept it. I really deserve to die." Khalid shook his head, and murmured. He really didn't expect Laila,

the bitch, to be so wicked, and even reported him to the police behind his back after not getting him.

"Not only that, but you also got the benefit. You have been transferred back to the capital and have

been promoted, haven't you?" The look in Calvin's eyes was terrifying. Sure enough, things were as he

expected. Ethan was murdered because he was unwilling to cooperate with them. Calvin clenched his

fists.

Khalid collapsed to the floor, like a dead fish.

Aron clenched his fists and kicked Khalid.

"Damn it!" Aron cursed.

"Mr. Harvey, it's useless for you to kill me now. It's impossible for me to tell you who he is. Please give

me time to think about it. After all, they have me on the ropes." Khalid, who was kicked far away,

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Aron was extremely angry and wanted to beat him, but was stopped by Calvin.

"Okay. I have the witnesses and evidence, so I’m not afraid of what you want to do. Don't think that if

you don't tell us, we won't be able to find out. There will always be someone asking you to tell the

truth." Calvin scolded coldly, "Tell you, none of you guys will escape."

Hearing it, Khalid got up and ran away without thinking too much.

"Mr. Harvey, if we let him go like this, will he run away?" Aron asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. Even if he wants to run, there will someone who won’t let him run." Calvin pondered,

pacing a few steps in the room and rubbing his fingers on the file pocket. An idea suddenly popped into

his mind.

"Hello, Mr. Cole, I'm Calvin." Calvin took out his phone and put it in his ear, smiling.

"Calvin!" The loud voice of the old man sounded clearly on the phone.

"Mr. Cole, I'm in the capital now. I want to invite you to a meal. Are you available?" Calvin asked very

politely.

"Yeah, Calvin, when did you come to the capital? Is your grandma okay?"

"She’s fine. I just came to the capital on a business trip. I haven't seen you for several years. I really

want to see you. Can I invite you to come out for a meal today?"

"Okay." Brooklyn Cole said with a smile, looking so kind.

"Okay, I'll go to pick you up."

"No need. I'll let the driver take me here. I also want to meet you too." Brooklyn laughed.

"Okay, Mr. Cole, then I'll send you the address first." Calvin smiled modestly and politely.

They two talked a few more words and hung up the phone.

As soon as Calvin put away his phone, the smile on his face disappeared.

Originally, he didn't want to disturb Mr. Cole. After all, Mr. Cole and Grandpa were good friends. They

two joined the army and went to the battlefield together. Over the years, the two families had

maintained a friendly relationship. Calvin had always been the good grandson in Grandpa's eyes.

Grandpa was also proud of him. Calvin really didn't want Mr. Cole to know what happened to his

company and the Harvey family. It would only embarrass Grandpa and the Harvey family.

That was why Calvin invited him out to dinner instead of going to visit him.

Last time when Calvin came to the capital, he did not achieve his purpose. This time he could only ask

Mr. Cole for help.

Brooklyn Cole, who was 90 years old, was quite famous in the capital, both in the military and political

circles. Many dignitaries in the capital were his subordinates back then. So as long as he made a

phone call, many things would be clear.

Today’s meal was not for nothing. Calvin accompanied Brooklyn to eat, and talked. Brooklyn was very

happy. After all, he watched Calvin grow up, and also knew him well.

For so many years, he had been paying attention to the growth of Harvey Corp. He was very

appreciative of Calvin's skills and talents. Besides, he had known his personality since childhood.

Calvin was unwilling to say it clearly, but just invited him out to dinner. So something must happen.

Although Calvin didn't say it, it didn't mean Brooklyn didn't know.

Therefore, he subtly gave Calvin the respect and tried to minimize the embarrassment.

Sure enough, Calvin didn't ask anything. Brooklyn narrowed his eyes and smiled calmly. After eating,

he made a phone call. Then, a high-ranking official in the capital came over. Calvin learned an

important thing, which was that Tristan was about to become the mayor of A City. The opponent he

competed with had already been defeated. Tristan had long since developed his connections to the

capital. Now several politicians who held important voices all were bribed by him.

By the end of the meal, Calvin’s mood was much lower.

Brooklyn stared at Calvin. The light in his eyes was shining brightly. There was a meaningful smile on

his face. He smiled and patted Calvin’s hand.

The New Year's Eve was approaching.

Today, Belle wore a white coat. The material of the coat was comfortable. Inside, she wore a white

loose-fitting long dress with a slightly narrowed waist. The lace which was edged on the sleeve and

neatly falling coat made her look graceful. Besides, she wore dark gray snow boots. She looked so

noble, with a smile in her eyes.

"Belle, are you sure you are going to Harvey Mansion today?"

When she walked out of the living room, Rhys was already waiting for her in a straight suit. He was full

of aristocratic temperament, looking elegant and gentle, just like the European gentleman in the

painting.

Belle couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that people's temperament was innate. Rhys was born like a

nobleman. He was born with this kind of temperament, which had nothing to do with wealth.

His aristocratic aura came from the bottom of his heart. He was not a fake Taoist who looked like an

aristocrat but had a dark side. Every action of his was pleasing to the eyes. It was precisely because of

this, coupled with his identity, he would make Calvin jealous.

Calvin could be said to be a nobleman from generation to generation, but in Belle's eyes, his

handsomeness and aristocratic aura was full of a sense of evil, which made women even more

fascinated.

"Yes. At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, guests will arrive one after another. Today I have to go over

and prepare various matters. Otherwise, Rosa may not be able to handle it." Belle replied with a smile,

which was generous and natural.

Seeing the white dress she was wearing, which was like a maternity dress, Rhys felt a bit of regret.

This little woman was probably trying to hide her belly. In fact, she had a slim waist. Others couldn't see

it even if she was three months pregnant, but she still put on a long dress. It looked ugly. But this

wouldn’t affect her temperament and beauty. She could dress more beautifully.

"Belle, I'll take you to a designer tomorrow. Make a hairstyle and change to a more beautiful dress." He

stepped forward and stretched out an arm towards her, saying with a smile.

"No need. I'm not the protagonist, so I don't need to dress up like that." Belle looked at his arm

stretched out in front of her. She remembered what he said that day, then she hesitated, and didn’t

reach out to hold his arm. She shook her head and said softly.

Rhys felt lost. She was still rejecting him, even subconsciously. Here was his villa. She didn't want to

hold his arm. Only when she was in front of Calvin would she hold his arm. But in private, she wouldn't

anyway, which showed that she still didn't have him in her heart.

This did make him feel a little lost, but he quickly laughed and put his arm away.

"It seems that you still resist me." He laughed at himself.

Belle also realized this awkwardness. She was blushed with embarrassment.

"Let's go! Just kidding. I know you're not that kind of casual girl." Rhys turned smartly, withdrew his

arm, and walked gracefully in front. Belle followed behind him. The car drove towards Harvey Mansion.

Rhys insisted on following her to protect her. Belle also knew that this New Year's dinner party was not

just lively. After all, she was alone in Harvey Mansion. Now, she had offended Calvin, and the people

who sheltered her was even fewer.

At Harvey Mansion.

The fragrant air flew in every corner, and there was joy everywhere, with colorful lights. A stage and

tents were set up on the central island.

The smell of coffee and vanilla shattered this cold winter morning like a sharp blade. Harvey Mansion

began a lively day.