Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1218

"Speak."

Fill was also a little excited.

The subordinate said in a hurry, "Kody was not truly surnamed Ricardo, but Cater. He used to be the owner of a small furniture factory in the Seapolis City. He was Ballard's classmate. When his business somehow failed, he had a drink with Ballard. But then, Kody disappeared."

Fill frowned slightly.

"Is there anything strange about this?"

"No, but strangely enough, he sent his wife and child away before leaving the Seapolis City, and then changed his name, too."

Hearing this, Fill furrowed even more deeply.

Did Kody change his name just because of the business failure? Did he left the Seapolis City in that way so that no one would know about his past? But over the past twenty years, he only worked as an ordinary casino manager. So why would he even abandon his own child? That was so strange.

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, we found out that Fernanda is his biological daughter."

Fill's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Who?"

"Fernanda."

It reminded Fill of something.

More than 20 years ago, Kody knew Ballard. And Ballard got poisoned before Kody left. Now, Kody's daughter, Fernanda, met Tim. And Tim got poisoned with lead.

Was that a coincidence?

Fernanda was Kody's daughter. How could this be a coincidence?

Fill felt that this was impossible.

"Dig further! I want to know when Fernanda and Kody started contacting each other."

"I know."

The subordinate quickly left.

Fill felt a little headache because of the high-intensity work.

He rubbed his temples and shook his head.

"Fill, something happened at your home."

Another subordinate walked in.

Fill's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Home?

Whitney?

The atmosphere in the room instantly froze.

"Where is she?"

"They stopped her, but several guards got injured."

The subordinate didn't dare to complain, but from his tone, clearly, he was not happy about that.

This fake Whitney made troubles every day. Even though she knew that she couldn't escape, she wouldn't stop trying and make everyone exhausted.

They all felt that it would be better to just kill this woman. After all, she was not Whitney, whom Fill really loved. However, because she looked very similar to Whitney, Fill was unable to take action.

That woman didn't take any plastic surgery. She indeed looked like Whitney.

Fill walked out with no hesitation.

"You take charge when I'm out."

Damn woman!

Hadn't she given up?

Fill's lips curled into a cruel and terrifying smile.

No one dared make a sound. The suffocating pressure remained until Fill's figure disappeared.

"Do you think Fill will....?"

One of his subordinates asked another one.

The other subordinate shook his head and said, "How dare you gossip about Fill? You don't want to live anymore?"

The first one's face immediately turned pale. He quickly shut his mouth and looked around. Only when he realized that no one else had heard this did he let out a sigh of relief.

Fill did not know what his subordinates were thinking. He angrily returned to his villa and smelled blood before entering.

"Fill, you're back?"

Korbin, the captain of the guards, came greet him, not looking good.

"How many men are injured?"

Fill's eyes were frighteningly cold.

Korbin said bitterly, "Five. They were all loyal guys. One of them was bleeding too much and was sent to the hospital for treatment. We don't know how he is now."

Fill's eyes became even colder.

"What about her?"

The word "her" seemed to be squeezed from his teeth. He wanted to crush that woman's bones and turn her into ashes.

Korbin was a little angry, but he tried to be cool in front of Fill.

That woman was a trouble maker. She injured guards every day. It would be fine if she didn't make big trouble. After all, she was under house arrest by Fill. It was understandable that she wanted to escape. However, before they figured out who sent her over, she injured the guards again.

Today, some guards were seriously injured. No one knew if that woman would kill them tomorrow.

She was a ticking time bomb that could blow up this place and Fill at any time.

Thinking of this, Korbin felt very uneasy.

"Fill, this woman is too dangerous. Why don't you just kill her?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold gaze fell on his face.

He felt that he had been locked down from head to toe. Faced with the cold, terrifying, and suppressive killing intent, he immediately understood that he had crossed the line and irritated Fill.