My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 1226

Sophia, who had already left the scene, watched a live coverage of what was happening. “What an idiot,” she said.

She even has the audacity to buy drugs from the Phantom Wolf. However, these drugs are really amazing! It is no wonder some countries and government officials have registered alternate accounts to purchase the drugs in batches.

In the end, the inexhaustibly strong Sandra was finally sent back to her room and locked up; it was thanks to the collective effort of the police, the Mitchells, and several concerned citizens.

With that, the farce was finally quelled.

Around nightfall, the door to Sandra’s room opened all of a sudden. Someone came in and said, “Boss wants to see you.”

Sandra was bursting with rage to the point where her hands were trembling slightly; even her skin was numb as she was still in an extremely excited state.

She walked into Alex’s study with bloodshot eyes.

Alex had never left the room on this day. He had witnessed everything that happened with his own eyes, but he didn’t show himself.

The door was closed, leaving only the two of them in the study.

Alex sat on the chair while looking peacefully at the sky outside the window. The room was a bit dark since the lights weren’t switched on, but the ancient-styled round window was open, allowing a little light to shine in. Alex’s lonely figure and the patch of white light on the round window seemed to blend well together.

After a moment of silence, Alex suddenly turned to look at Sandra. The sight of her presently disheveled appearance filled him with disappointment and disgust.

A glass bottle was tossed onto the desk as Alex looked at Sandra expressionlessly. “Tell me what this is.”

Sandra lowered her gaze and looked at the item, which was the exact bottle containing the poison she had fed to Albert. Since she had fed him an entire bottle of it, not even an immortal could save him.

Naturally, she had thrown the bottle away after emptying it out, but she didn’t expect this bottle to fall into Alex’s hands.

It looks like he has learned the truth. What can he do about it? Albert is already dead anyway!

Sandra was no longer afraid of anything now. Taking a few steps forward, she picked up the empty bottle and looked at it for a moment; the bottle was indeed the one that she had thrown away.

Instead of being afraid, she retorted with a maniacal laugh, “Don’t you know about everything already?”

Seeing that she admitted it so readily, Alex felt a gush of blood surging up his throat, but he forcibly suppressed the urge to spit it out.

Albert was his son! Albert was his only son, yet he was fed such a malicious poison; it was a new type of pesticide that was comparable to paraquat!

Not only that, the person who did it was an illegitimate daughter of extremely humble birth—an illegitimate daughter whose life wasn’t even as valuable as a strand of his son’s hair!

“You b*stard! I really regret bringing you back in the beginning! Are you worthy of the guidance that I’ve given you? You’ll be punished by God for poisoning your own younger brother!”

Punished by God?

Sandra gave a laugh before suddenly hurling the glass bottle away. At the same time, she stretched out her hand with lightning speed, taking Alex by the throat. They had been separated by a desk in the middle.

Her slim hand had extraordinary strength; Alex still had some strength despite his old age, but he was totally defenseless against the hand that made him unable to breathe. He tried desperately to call for help, but all he could let out was some weird squalls.

He could only scratch Sandra’s hand in vain.