My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 352

Suddenly, someone pushed the door open and hurried in.

"Is Christina here?"

Patrick did not look back. When he heard that, a trace of surprise flashed across his coldexpressions.

He slowly turned around and saw that it was Chandler. So he resorted to his usual cold expressionsagain.

Needless to bother Patrick to ask quetions, Chandler took the initiative to explain, "An hour ago,Christina called me and said she was looking for Connie, so I told her the address directly.”Chandler's gentle and handsome smile stiffened.

"I don't expect Christina to have such filial piety to look for me..."

Inside the thick glass wall, Connie, who was imprisoned, heard their conversation. She touched theglass wall with her right hand and laughed in an exaggerated and mocking manner.

Her laughter sounded very shrill and piercing.

Chandler looked around and saw that Connie, who had been caught by Patrick in the early morningyesterday, looked mentally deranged after being confined in this enclosed, suffocating space withred light for 12 hours.

In order to let Connie tell the truth quicker, the oppressive enclosed space was used to destroy aperson's strong will. Sometimes, some sound waves at a frequency beyond the range of humanbeings hearing were played to stimulate the brain...

Chandler was no stranger to Patrick's various means to know the truth. If Connie didn't cooperate,she would be the only one that suffered.

"Patrick, leave Connie to me."

Chandler told Patrick that he was not a kind person either and he just wanted to avoid unnecessarytrouble.

Patrick was emotionless and made no reply.

Chandler raised his eyebrows, patted Patrick on the shoulder, and added casually, "The guard justinformed me that Christina had arrived. Why isn't she here? Where has she gone?"

Patrick's expression had a slight change.

Connie suddenly raised her voice on purpose and shouted, "I saw a crack between the door and itsframe just now. Could it be Christina's eavesdropping?”

With a strange smile on her face, she looked straight at the man outside the glass wall.

Patrick turned to look at her with anger in his eyes.

Then, without saying a word, he turned around and went out.

Connie glared at his back fiercely, feeling reluctant to give in. She smashed her right fist against theglass wall and cursed angrily, "People like you are so suffocating that no one wants to stay by yourside. They are all afraid of you!"

With her angry voice coming behind Patrick, the door was slammed shut.

"Connie, I strongly advise you not to annoy him." Chandler and Connie were the only ones left inthe room. Obviously, Chandler had a much better temper than Patrick.

Connie looked at the gentleman with her messy makeup and curved up her lips in a sinister smile,replying coldly, "I also strongly advise you to let me go, or you will regret it."

Chandler didn't take her words seriously.

His eyes lingered on the closed iron door for a second. Then he frowned and asked curiously, "Didyou really see Christina standing outside when the door was left with a crack just now?"

"In such a heavily guarded place, who else could eavesdrop outside the door except those you letin?" Connie smiled evilly.

Chandler looked more serious. "What were you talking about just now?"

"Aren't there surveillance cameras? Why do you need to ask me?" Connie restrained her expressionand continued, "Even if I say something, you won't believe it." Her words had overtones.

"Connie, you're a very smart woman."

Chandler examined her closely. "You should know why Patrick imprisons you..."

Connie was enraged again and shouted at him, "Why do you imprison me? It's because you havethe power and money!"

"Connie, you are suspected of instigating a kidnapping and rape case seven year ago. As themastermind of the case, how many years in prison do you think you will be sentenced to, if wedirectly hand you over to the judiciary?”

Chandler looked very calm. "Not only do we place surveillance cameras in this room, but we havealready monitored every corner of the Dickens family. We have video evidence of your breaking intothe Dickens family and causing them trouble. You have admitted that you are responsible for thekidnapping and attempted rape of Christina by asking a villager to commit crimes on her highschool graduation trip..."

Connie glared at him and bit her lips, which turned pale. She didn't expect them to do this.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and retorted, "I was too excited at the time that I talkednonsense. Feel free to sue me if you have any evidence.”

"It seems that you really trust Mr. Dickens and believe that he has destroyed all the evidence foryou."

Connie pounded on the glass and shouted furiously, "Bah!"

"You think I'm a wicked person and have done all the evil things. I do commit some outrageouscrimes, but do you see how I am hurt? I am forced to do all these!"

"We are all sinners. We are all guilty. I just want to live a better life. What's wrong with it?"

"Mary caused me to miscarry and lose my son, but Donald secretly let her get away with it. Then Iwanted Christina to pay the price. What's wrong with it? At last, you people of integrity saved her,but who came to my rescue? Donald forced me to have my uterus removed, which was the price Ipaid for asking him to help me back then! There was no love, but deals between us!" As she spoke,two lines of clear tears rolled down the corner of her eyes

Chandler had investigated Connie before and knew that this woman had an unusually strong mind.He didn't expect her to cry and had no idea whether it was her acting in disguise or revelation oftrue feelings.

In the business world, he had seen many who could conceal their true intentions with admirableskills. It might be because he had seen too many of this kind that he preferred simple and beautifulhearts.

A simple heart wouldn't be easily let go of, if it was found by him.