Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 1389

Jonathan saw Bethany falling to the ground with a bruised face and blood stains in the corners of her mouth, and was so frightened that she lost her soul and immediately jogged up and pushed Bethany.

"Prince Richards, what are you doing? This is Obren, how dare you treat my son like this? Is it because you don't put me in your eyes?"

Chaya cane tapped heavily, fuming.

"It was just beating him up, but my brother's woman was killed by your son. Lord Patriarch, do you have to give me an explanation for this matter? Hmm? Or are you saying that you Obren is nothing but a bullet and already don't put me Motril in your eyes?"

At that very moment, Richards' entourage brought in a chair and table, and he was sitting in it with his legs crossed in a comfortable posture, coffee in his hand, speaking in a light tone of the deadliest words.

"It's just a woman, if you want, I can introduce you to a better one. But Bethany is my son, you are so uncalled for!"

Chaya retorted.

"The patriarch beats people to hold the power of life and death, and treats human life as if it were his own, that is all your Obren's business, and has nothing to do with this prince. But Theresa is my brother's woman, the love of his heart, and he treats her like his life. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, this matter cannot be justified!"

Richards puts the relationship between William and Theresa in a very exaggerated way.

After all, this period of time to Obren, he has always wanted to take the opportunity to question Obren, but did not find the right opportunity, and at the same time scare Peter and Archie couple will intervene.

He has been pressed into service.

Now, the timing is just right.

"Theresa?"

Because Anne spent the day in the Great Hall of Government with Chaya and studying with her assistant, she didn't know anything else.

When she suddenly heard that Theresa had died, Anne couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Dead?

She was a little skeptical, but when she looked at the mess in the courtyard and Bethany lying on the ground, she knew that the matter could not be false.

Once she and Theresa were considered friends, but years of not getting along with Theresa made her disgusted with Theresa.

Now that I know of her death, in addition to the inexplicable complex and heavy emotions at the bottom of my heart, it is more likely to be gloating.

"Someone, put out the fire first, put out the fire!"

Prince Richards, Mr. William, why don't you come with me to the Hall of Government and we can discuss the matter? We can discuss this matter. After all, this is not the place to talk."

She collected her arrogance and condescended to the two.

"That makes sense, then we will go with you to the Great Hall of Government."

Richards nodded.

"Someone, call out."

Jonathan waved his hand and called a few people to assist Bethany, then walked up to the butler and kicked him in the side, "No thing, can't even protect your own master, waste!"

"Ouch~"

How could the old butler withstand Jonathan's kick?

He fell straight to the ground, wailing in pain, and explained aggressively, "Master, our men can't beat Prince Richards' men, they can't stop them."

He screamed and screamed.