I got married without you (James and Amelia)
Chapter 81 Struck Him with a Small Electric Staff

"I'll just wait for you for half an hour."

After sending this message, the man didn't reply.

It seemed that he wanted to let her make the decision.

Amelia gripped her phone, trembling all over.

She handed over the text messages to the police, mentioning Kevin, and there was also surveillance footage of him entering and leaving the hotel room.

The police would look for Kevin to investigate and collect

evidence based on this evidence.

If Mr. Shawn told the police she wanted to kill Kevin, she would be sentenced to attempted murder.

And Kevin was bound to know that she didn't intend to send

him the contract but to kill him.

If Kevin knew that she wanted to kill him, he would put all the

blame on her!

After all, the Harris Group could not replace the culprit behind the scenes, and she happened to want to kill him. It was hard not to

suspect that she was the one who had done it.

Kevin was only exposed to a scandal and hadn't been imprisoned like the chairman. So if he woke up from his coma and learned the truth of everything, he won't let her go easily.

She was still afraid of Kevin. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even if Kevin had fallen from grace, it would still be easy for him to crush her and Eva.

She was not afraid of death, but Eva was her only weakness.

After thinking for a while, she obediently went to the presidential suite at Nightshade.

Instead of being retaliated against by Kevin, it was better to be

violated.

But before she left, she took an electric stick with her.

She thought, "No matter what, I must struggle again!"

Amelia mustered up her courage and knocked on the door of the presidential suite.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

This was an automatic door that was controlled by remote control.

The person who opened the door stood in front of the French window.

He was still dressed the same. His whole face was hidden under the golden bronze mask. Her hair was messy, and he was wearing loose casual clothes. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and a glass of red wine in

the other.

Seeing her standing still at the door, the man waved at her. "Come here."

His cold tone was similar to James's, but the tattoo on his neck dispelled Amelia's doubts.

She walked in. As soon as she stepped on the soft carpet, the

door behind her was slammed shut.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she felt that she would never be able to escape from the devil's claws in the future.

The man took the remote control and turned off the French windows and the lights in the room.

The presidential suite fell into darkness instantly, and no light could penetrate it.

This room was even more tightly shut off than in Imperial Hotel.

When the lights were turned off and the curtains were drawn, it was so dark that Amelia didn't even know where the man was. She couldn't get used to the darkness, so she raised her hand to

touch.

But she accidentally touched a hot abdominal muscle.