Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 153

The corners of Calvin's mouth curled slightly as he moved closer and said with scrutiny, "Ethan was killed the night before he ran for the head of the Finance Department, and now Finley has taken full responsibility for investigating this case.”

He finished by staring straight into his eyes, as if he wanted to look straight into his heart and probe for clarity.

Martin's hand holding the red wine glass trembled slightly, the smile floating on his face stiffened, "Calvin, have a glass of French-made red wine to warm you up first.”

His fingers gripped the red wine glass as he shook it, the red liquid in the glass tilting slightly. It reached to Calvin, nicely hiding the hint of embarrassment.

Calvin glanced blandly at the red wine and did not reach out to take it, but simply asked calmly, "Where is your stuff? Show it to me."

"It's right here, don't rush yet, have a drink and I'll bring it to you." Martin's smile was cordial and his voice was very melodious, he said cheerfully, "Calvin, you are the head of our Harvey Corp, I am just concerned about you."

"Good, Martin, you are a government official and the political hopes of our Harvey family fall on you, if you have any difficulties, you can let me know, but I don't want to hear any bad rumours." Calvin reached out and took the glass, looked at Martin and asked seriously, "Can you understand?"

Calvin certainly had his reasons for saying this. His men had followed Martin for some time and did not find anything overly suspicious, which was still a relief to him. Ethan had died the night before he ran for the head of the Finance Department, and it was Martin who had a direct stake in his death.

In other words, if Ethan had not died, with his prestige, it would have been impossible for Martin to take the position of head of the Finance Department, so the biggest beneficiary of Ethan's death would have been Martin, and if the death of Ethan were to be investigated, suspicion of him would not be ruled out, hence his remarks had been made.

Deep down, he did not want Martin to be involved in this matter. After all, he is a key member of the government and the hope of the Harvey family in politics, so of course Calvin did not want him to become an official by such despicable means as murdering people.

As unpredictable as his mind was, it didn't seem bold enough to get a man killed.

"Of course I can understand, you care about me, I understand that. Don't worry, I won't do anything out of the ordinary even if I am a bastard. In order to thank you for reminding me, cheers." said Martin thankfully, with a modest smile on his face and a generous demeanour.

Just as the words left his mouth, he raised the glass of red wine in his hand.

Hearing him speak so openly, Calvin's heart settled down, as long as it is not related to Martin.

Looking at the time on his mobile phone, he knew Belle should be arriving soon, so he smiled faintly at that moment.

Martin tilted his head and drained his red wine in one gulp, took out a yellow-covered paper bag and put it on the table in front of Calvin, saying seriously, "Calvin, the information I got from the Finance Department is here, and there is also a CD-ROM, you can read it at home."

Calvin had not drunk, but Martin put on a smile and asked in feigned confusion, "Calvin, you have not drunk, do you have a problem with me? Or don't you believe the information I gave you?"

Calvin looked down at the yellow sealed bag and blandly looked at Martin's face. Seeing that his face had the slightest embarrassment of not being trusted, he only had to say with a smile, "No, it's just a glass of wine, cheers."

After saying this, he shook it lightly, tilted his head and drank it down in one gulp.

He frowned and swept his eyes over the glass suspiciously. At that moment, the phone rang and he pulled it out. It was Belle calling, so he picked it up with a smile, but at this moment, he felt soft all over his body.

It was a whirlwind in his head and the sky was dark, only to hear Belle's clear and slightly anxious voice in the phone, "Calvin, where are you? I've arrived."

He tried to speak, but he felt blackness in front of his eyes and could not speak.

At that moment, in a corner of the Hilton Hotel, the sound of gun resonated throughout the hotel.

The darkness in front of his eyes grew thicker and thicker, and in his eye, there was only one figure swaying. He called out Belle in his mind and collapsed heavily on the sofa.

Martin stood coldly by, looking at Calvin's sinking figure, a grim smile floating on his face.

‘Calvin, tonight you'll have a night of fun with Lexie! Soon, you will have a happy marriage.’

He pulled out his mobile phone, dialed the number and within a few moments, two construction workers came up.

"Send him to the presidential suite on the tenth floor." Martin said as he pulled out a few hundred towards them.

"Okay." The two received the money, agreed readily, and helped Calvin out.