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Chapter 782
“Check the surveillance camera!” Finn walked to the door, worried that this could be an inside job.
Conrad quickly stood up to stop him. “Director Parker, the manager has already been murdered. Do you think the
foreigner will still be useful to us?”
Finn did not know what to say to him. If the person behind the scenes could make a spineless coward like that
manager to commit suicide, it was clear that these people held psychological leverage on him to the point that he
would rather die than talk.
If that was true, then letting the foreigner go would serve very little in furthering their investigation.
“Very well. The man will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law. We will give Ms. Sally Hall the closure that she
needs.” Finn finally made up his mind.
Conrad nodded and left the police station. He was glad that he did not disappoint his Fia this time.
“Madam, it’s not advisable to learn martial arts when you’re pregnant.” Sophia, on the other hand, was trying her
darndest to dissuade Fia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, Fia, still crossing her fingers and kneeling to Sophia, kept on pleading, “Just a little? Okay? Just a few tricks
would do. Please?”
Sophia shook her head. “No, not even a little.”
Fia let out a long sigh. “I’m so useless… I can’t even protect myself.”
“No, that’s my job. Sir had ordered me to protect you. So I will do everything to protect you! You have my word!”
Sophia said to Fia earnestly.
Fia stared at Sophia for a while before asking again, “But is there nothing at all that I could learn to defend myself?”
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Sophia was speechless as she looked at Fia’s sincere eyes.
“Conrad said you know a lot of things and that you could teach me some other self-defense methods.”
“Really? He said that?”
“Yes!” Fia nodded earnestly.
However, Sophia was hesitant. “I could teach those other methods… After all, madam, you’re such a beauty… but I
don’t think Sir would like that.”
“Why? It was his words that I could learn something other than martial arts from you. So I don’t think he would
disagree.” Fia looked at Sophia with her sincere, puppy eyes again.
Sophia pondered about it for a few moments before inching closer and whispering into Fia’s ear, “But… Madam,
are you sure you want to learn the art of seduction?”
“…” Fia was stunned upon hearing this.
Sophia gave a reluctant smile. “I could teach you this. It’s not something that involves violence and it’s probably
okay for you to learn this while being pregnant… but…”
Fia shook her head instinctively. “No, I can’t learn this. I’m sorry, Sophia. Forget what I said.”
“Hahaha!” Sophia jokingly teased, “Still, I think you should learn a trick or two. You could then seduce and captivate
our boss with your beguiling charm!”
Fia kept on shaking her head. “No, I shouldn’t. I can’t.”
Conrad was already such a voracious fiend on the bed. If she mastered that “art of seduction”, he would be the
death of her… sexually speaking.
“Hahahaha!” Sophia held her stomach and laughed uncontrollably. They were all adults. So she knew what Fia was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthinking about just by looking at her face.
Fia now knew just what Conrad had in mind when he said she could “learn something else” from Sophia.
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As soon as he dragged Esme into his laboratory, Peter slapped her on the face that was still swelling from Fia’s
slaps.
Falling to the floor, Esme spun dizzily from Peter’s slap. She raised her head and glared at him. “How could you beat
me too?!”
“I told you. Never touch my family! Because of you, Sally was almost sexually assaulted today!” Peter grabbed and
pulled Esme’s hair angrily. He wished he could just kill her by slamming her repeatedly on the wall.
“And you lied to me!” Peter was so furious and disappointed in her.
Looking at his angry eyes, Esme was worried that he would run amok and kill her right that instance. So she quickly
covered her stomach. “Ugh…! My tummy… It hurts…!”
Peter’s body froze as he stared at her stomach. He recalled that Fia had sat on her stomach to hit her earlier.
Worrying that the baby in her womb was hurt, he pulled her into his workshop and began checking her stomach.
Esme lay on the examination table and wept. “Mr. Hall, you treat me best.”
Peter glared at her coldly. “Shut up!
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