All Chapters of Vengeance Reborn: Making her Scumbag CEO Husband Pay with His Life: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Chris fidgeted with his lighter, sighing, "Can't blame her for not understanding. She doesn't know her so-called solid evidence is nothing compared to the Larson family's three generations of influence. Even if Nancy was arrested today, it wouldn't touch the Larson family. Instead, their retaliation would just begin. Not to mention the old man wouldn't let her off either."Carl smoked in silence.Chris frowned, "You're not really letting this go, are you? I know you want to use Mr. Larson to handle the mine accident, but those are human lives. This collusion between officials and businesses is just..."As a doctor, he naturally felt compassion.Caught between his close friend and the lives lost in the accident, he felt deeply troubled.Michael's mine was highly profitable, but Carl didn't control it.Michael had given management to two Grey relatives.They cared only about profit, turning a blind eye to safety, merely going through the motions of inspections.Then disaster stru

Simmons house.Annie paced restlessly in the hall.Suddenly her phone rang - a video call from Nancy.After hesitating, she answered.On screen, Nancy was covered in mud and filth, looking desperate.She drove while pressing her face close to the phone.Her bloodshot eyes appeared huge, making Annie step back in fear."Annie, my parents are sending me abroad. Please beg Mr. Grey to help my family! Please!"So she wanted help.Annie sat straight, lifting her elegant neck, dropping her previous pretense of friendliness."Sorry, Nancy. With your family's situation, I can't help.""What do you mean? I helped you gain favor with Michael, and now you're abandoning me? Besides, I only kidnapped Renee because of you!"Nancy screamed, her broken voice trembling.With the Larsons fallen, Annie feared association and dropped her act.She sneered, "Nancy, don't make things up. When did I tell you to kidnap Renee? Don't spread baseless accusations.""You!" Nancy's eyes widened. "So t

Psychological treatment?Hearing these words, Renee, who had actually awakened, chose to keep pretending to sleep.Had her earlier act of mental illness scared Chris?Wouldn't she know if she'd had psychological treatment?She'd never seen a therapist.She wanted to hear what else Chris would say.In the room, Carl's eyes darkened like storm clouds."She hasn't. If she had, her mother wouldn't have hidden it from my second brother.""That's strange," Chris rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "When she had psychological reactions to Calvin Henderson, then stress-induced blindness, something felt off. I discussed her symptoms with a colleague who concluded she must have had treatment before, which is why she could self-regulate even during stress reactions.""What do you mean?" Carl's expression changed."I mean... Calvin might not be the original trigger for her stress response. He may have accidentally hit some deeper trigger, causing such intense reactions.""Impossible," Carl de

"You..." Annie gritted her teeth.She never imagined being blackmailed by a gutter rat like Wendy.Wendy chuckled, "Miss Simmons, don't try anything. I've got nothing to lose. If I die, I'm taking someone down with me."Annie clenched her fists. She wasn't afraid of trained dogs, but street dogs that might bite without warning were dangerous.She took a deep breath. "I'll transfer the money right away.""Thank you, Miss Simmons."Wendy hung up laughing.Annie stared at her phone, knowing this leech's appetite would only grow.All Renee's fault!Without her, Wendy would never dare treat her this way!Just then, Connor messaged her."Baby, free tonight?"Annie almost said no, but suddenly a plan formed."Yes, but... I need you to do something for me.""What wouldn't I do for you? My life is yours!"...Next morning, Renee took a taxi to the airport.Fifteen minutes later, Mandy and Annie arrived one after another.After some instructions, Mandy led them onto the plane.

Renee followed Carl's gaze and realized her sweater was caught on his belt. Just a slight movement would tug her sweater up, exposing more than she wanted. Panicking, she tried to unhook it herself, but in the process, her hand brushed against something it shouldn’t have.Before she could react, Carl’s hand gripped her wrist. His jaw tightened, his gaze intense, like a restrained predator. His voice was a low warning: "Don’t move."Renee, noticing the change in his expression, froze, her eyes widening as a hint of sweat broke on her brow. She muttered, "My sweater…”Then came an audible click—the belt buckle had come undone.“Mr. Grey…” Jackson’s voice interrupted as he entered with urgent documents, only to see the scene unfold. He quickly turned away, stammering, “I saw nothing. I’ll come back later.” With that, Jackson hastily retreated.Renee wanted to vanish on the spot, but the more she tried to free herself, the more entangled she became. Her nervous fumbling even managed t