Her Cancellation of the Engagement

Chapter 22 I'm not Easy to Mess With



Chapter 22 I'm not Easy to Mess With

Chapter 22 I'm not Easy to Mess With

The Geller's villa.

In the hall, Brenna, Chace, Enrique, and Alisa sat with grave expressions.

They were all looking at the phone in Alisa's hand.

Danny, leader of the Criminal Police Unit in Rheinsville City, had personally clarified that Gianna had not committed theft and that Amari who was suspected of false accusation and defamation had been taken into custody for investigation.

In addition, Dillan and three other law enforcement officers that were involved in the case were suspended for their improper handling of the case.

Alisa couldn't believe it. She had been so happy, thinking that she could finally live without the shadow of Gianna. But in just a few hours, Gianna had been released from detention and even cleared of all charges, with Danny personally clarifying the matter for her.

"Grandma, it should be the Finley family who helped Gianna, right?" Alisa put away her phone and suppressed the maliciousness in her eyes, putting on a submissive look. "I didn't expect the Finley family to care so much about Gianna."

There was a sourness in her tone, and her heart felt uncomfortable.

She certainly didn't believe that Mr. Finley had the ability to save Gianna.

He was disabled and useless. Except for Damian of the Finley family, no one could do this.

Gianna was exposed for theft, yet Damian still got her out. She just couldn't figure it out.

Was this how much they cared about Gianna?

Yes, it must be!

It is doubtful that any girls would have an interest in Mr. Finley, who was disabled and had physical limitations.

Even if some girls are attracted to him, it's highly probable that these girls come from poor families.

The Geller family is relatively decent.

Therefore, Damian did not want Lloyd to miss a chance for a good marriage opportunity.

However, with Gianna's theft case, Damian's impression on her would not be good. Even if she marries into the Finley family in the future, Damian would not treat her kindly.

Thinking of this, Alisa's mood improved slightly.

"Now that Gianna has been released and the Finley family has not requested to cancel the engagement, we must proceed with the engagement as planned," Brenna said. She didn't expect Gianna to be released.

She had already contacted the media and was planning to play the victim.

But before she could begin, Gianna was released.

All her plans were disrupted, and she was also very annoyed.

"But Sherman and Gianna refuse to agree, how can we proceed with this engagement?" Enrique frowned.

"Exactly, they now rent a house in Fallingwater Community and have a place to stay. It's even less likely that they will agree." Chace said.

Brenna was silent for a moment and then looked up at Chace. "Chace, is your wife's birthday tomorrow?"

"Yes." Chace replied. "But she doesn't plan to celebrate it this year."

"She must! It should be a grand celebration!" Brenna stood up. "Go and send an invitation to Sherman and ask his family to attend the birthday banquet of your wife."

The next day.

Hospital.

Yesterday, Gianna was supposed to apply ointment for Taryn, but she was delayed by Alisa and Amari's intrigue.

Today, she came early.

Usually in the morning, Taryn's family is not at the hospital.

As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she ran into Lloyd, Irvin and others.

"Ms. Geller?" Irvin looked surprised to see her at the hospital so early. "Are you feeling unwell?"

It was just eight o'clock in the morning, and the outpatient doctors had just started work.

Gianna raised her eyes slightly and opened her vermilion lips. "What did you call me?"

"Ms. Geller? Is there a problem?" Irvin was confused.

Why did this young lady look so unhappy?

Gianna looked at him deeply, pursed her lips, and after a long while, she said slowly, "No problem. You did a great job!"

Disrespectful!

Arrogant!

Good!

She made a note of it!

Irvin: "..."

Could she have a mental problem?

Lloyd sat in a wheelchair, his gaze moving between them for a moment. There was a trace of coldness in his narrow eyes.

His fiancée and brother treated him as if he were air?

"Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to ask a doctor to take a look at you?" Lloyd's voice sounded very pleasant, and the coldness in his eyes had disappeared long ago.

"No need! I'm not here to see a doctor!" Gianna left these words and prepared to go in.

But suddenly, Lloyd stopped her, "Ms. Geller!"

Gianna paused and turned back to look at him. "Is there something wrong?"

"What about the engagement? Have you considered it?" Lloyd's voice was gentle.

"I agree! The engagement date is changed to half a month later." Gianna's voice was soft when she answered.

Ten days later was her master's memorial day. Before that, no wedding celebration would be held.

The reason why she agreed to engage with Lloyd was to investigate how he got the pendant.

Did he snatch it from her mother or steal it?

As for what he said about it being a gift from a deceased loved one, she didn't believe it!

Lloyd's lips curled up, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Gianna gave him a glance, and suddenly her lips curled up. She slowly approached him, her voice full of wickedness: "Mr. Finley, you need to be careful. I'm not an easy person to mess with!"

With that said, she turned around and left gracefully.

Lloyd watched her leave, the smile on his lips growing deeper.

Not easy to mess with?

Indeed.

Being able to easily take down international famous assassins, she was truly not someone to be trifled with.

However, she looked very similar to one person!

Even their appearances were somewhat alike.

If she was not the young miss of the Geller family, he would have thought that she was this person's child.

At that moment, Lloyd's eyes narrowed as he took out the pendant from his pocket. The black pupils shimmered with an inexplicable light.

"Mr. Finley, we've received a response from over there. There are still no clues about that child," Murray said with a solemn expression. "There is very little information about that child. After so many years, her appearance has changed, and it is difficult to find her."

Pausing for a moment, Murray added, "At the time, they lived in a place where I also asked the neighbours around, but no one knows where the child is now. Moreover, they used false names there, so no useful information can be found."

They walked up to the sedan, and Irvin and Murray lifted Lloyd Finley onto the car.

Outside, Lloyd is always a "handicapped person", so he can't get on the car by himself. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Lloyd sat in the back seat, Murray drove the car, and Irvin sat in the front seat.

As the car started, Irvin turned to Lloyd and said, "Mr. Finley, do you think that child is already dead?"

"They were chased by people back then. Her mother died. As a nine-year-old girl, where could she go? I'm afraid she was caught by those people long ago,"

Irvin continued, "I think it's better not to look for her. The top priority is to cure Taryn's illness. Also, we have been ordered to urgently search for the whereabouts of that potion. Otherwise, if GT Organization finds it first, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Lloyd leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed tightly, and he did not speak, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Perhaps, I have already found her."

Irvin and Murray were shocked and looked at him incredulously, "Found her? Who is she?"

Lloyd lowered his gaze and looked at the pendant in his hand, "It's not certain yet."

He put the pendant in his pocket, opened the car window, looked outside with his narrow eyes, and said in a faint voice, "The last place where the potion appeared was in Rheinsville City. Let Shadow Organization secretly investigates. Whoever comes from outside to Rheinsville City within twenty years should be thoroughly investigated."


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