It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 393 - RETURN



Chapter 393 - RETURN

"May I know where you came back from?" Lexus said before she said \'important\' things that would not benefit him at all.

Lexus didn\'t mean to be rude to his mother or suspect her like this, but what happened earlier and everything that was revealed between Lis and Leon made it difficult for him to trust his own mother.

It was an annoying feeling because he didn\'t want to feel that way at all, only, Lexus couldn\'t help but be suspicious of his own mother.

Lis knew this and understood why Lexus treated her a little harshly and coldly.

However, knowing this did not stop her from coming back and helping her sons once she found out that they were in serious trouble.

Because after all, Ramon was her son. Her biological son, and she wouldn\'t just sit back if someone tried to hurt her son, including Leon.

"Mother came here to help," Lis replied. She had already prepared the answer. No one could ever understand Lexus\' nature better than Lis, so more or less, she knew how to deal with this son of hers.

"How are you going to help me?" Lexus asked. He narrowed his eyes and then his body became even more tense as Lis walked up to him and ruffled his hair.

"Stop acting like that, you\'re really not fit to act like Ramon," Lis said. "You are my children, there\'s no way I would just sit back knowing that someone was trying to hurt my sons."

"Including the man you\'ve loved for years?" Lexus raised his eyebrows as he asked skeptically.

"Including Leon." Lis said the name firmly. "I warned him not to do things like this, but it\'s a shame he\'s such a bad listener," Lis replied.

Lexus stared at his mother for a moment. He didn\'t know how to respond to what Lis said, but on the other hand, he didn\'t feel that it was wrong for a mother to feel troubled.

Yes, indeed Lis had been hiding the truth all this time, but never once did Lis do anything dangerous that could threaten his and Ramon\'s safety.

Lis wasn\'t the best mother in the world, of course she wasn\'t, but she would be the first person to be on the front line if anyone came to hurt her children, and Lexus believed that, even now.

"Tell mother, how far has your investigation reached?" Lis asked. She then sat down beside Lexus, took her second son\'s hand and looked at him deeply. "We will work this out together."

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News of the change in ownership of the Dawson family\'s company made headlines the following morning, with the Tordoff family holding more than two percent of the total stake the Dawson family had in their own company.

This of course made a big change in the country\'s economy, where the shares of the Tordoff company rose very sharply.

Even so, the news of the kidnapping of Ramon Tordoff and his wife was still in the limelight.

They still couldn\'t find where the husband and wife were even until now.

It was very unfortunate that the performance of the police seemed to be very slow in handling this matter, thus leaving Diego Tatum to intervene in dealing with the problem personally.

"He\'s trying to attack like that…" Leon muttered, a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched the morning news.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Giana was compressing her face which looked swollen from getting hit on the head by Ramon. The man hadn\'t been kind enough to keep her body from falling to the floor with her face first.

The bruises on Giana\'s head from the blow were invisible and wouldn\'t be a problem, but it was the wound on her face that she was worried about, because she couldn\'t appear in public with a face like this.

Meanwhile, Ramon was brought under control before he freed himself. It took more than four people to be able to retrieve the screwdriver that Giana used to hit him with, even though at that time, Ramon was tied.

"You have to take your place back," Leon growled at his niece who didn\'t seem to care at all what was going on with their family company or any other issue out there.

Now, she was more like a rich addict than the once ambitious businesswoman of the Dawsons.

Leon knew that their family would fall one day if Giana couldn\'t quit this addiction of hers.

No, the woman didn\'t even try at all to rid herself of the pseudo-happiness she was getting from the powder.

"Okay," Giana replied casually.

However, Leon didn\'t want to hear some half-hearted answer. He wanted a serious answer from his niece.

Therefore, Leon stood up and approached Giana with a very serious face.

"I\'ll only say this once. And I hope you will listen well," Leon said slowly, so that his words could be understood by the \'high\' Giana. "Take back what belongs to the Dawsons or you will suffer a lot in this life."

Too bad, Giana wasn\'t in the right mind. She actually laughed when she heard those words. "Don\'t worry…" she waved her hand nonchalantly, then stood up, about to walk away from there.

"Where are you going?" Leon asked, annoyed at being ignored. If only he wasn\'t a fugitive and could have put himself in Dawson\'s company, then Leon wouldn\'t be here right now, because he wouldn\'t let anyone touch his family\'s assets.

It was just that Giana was so unreliable at the moment.

"I want to meet my old friend…" Giana then smiled at Leon, a smile that showed her madness. "Hailee…" she said the name like a whisper and then giggled in amusement.

"Stop messing with her, you better kill her right away," Leon said.

But, Giana just frowned. "Why should I kill her?" She then opened the doorknob. "Sometimes life is more painful than death."

After saying this, Giana left the room leisurely.

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Ian didn\'t expect that he would return to this city so soon, but he also wanted to do something when he saw the news regarding Ramon and Hailee.

Indeed Ramon was annoying, but he owed his life to the man, including his sister\'s.

"I\'ve come, where are you now?"

From across the line, Lexus scolded him for coming, but then he asked, "Arena?"


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