CHAPTER 19

Sara quickly caught the phone and then saw that Leila had become a trending topic, again.

Currently, Leila ranked third in the trending topics: #Leila Was Captured for Attempted Attack on Madeline#.

Sara then clicked in, and it was all filled with photos posted by marketing accounts about Leila being taken the police station that night.

As the photos were taken from the front, Leila's face and the cold handcuffs on those wrists were clearly visible.

Sara had just called her lawyer over. She had wanted to bail Leila out before Allen noticed. But she didn't expect the news spread so fast.

Sara directly threw the phone towards Madeline and asked, "What's going on here?"

Madeline glanced at the posts on social media, all with filthy words coming into sight.

"OMG! When the hell is Leila going to die? How did she marry into the Stewart family?"

"If I were Allen, I'd break Leila's legs right now."

"Madeline is so pitiful to have such a bad sister. Please make Leila get a life sentence, thanks."

Madeline was satisfied with the comments. But on the surface, she just looked at Sara in an indifferent manner and asked, "what do you mean?"

"You used money to manipulate the hashtag, didn't you? You deliberately wanted to show your father and everyone else, so that Allen and the Stewart family would hate her. Then you would monopolize the family's fortune and take Bruce away again, wouldn't you?" Sara questioned in a cold tone regardless.

"Shut up! Bitch! Do you think Madeline is as vicious as you?" Allen chided. Then he to look at Madeline tenderly and asked, "Madeline, are you alright?"

Noticing the blood on Madeline's right arm, he immediately clutched her wrist with a nervous expression and asked, "What's going on? Did the gang beat you up and made you bleed?"

Madeline shook her head, "No, that gang didn't beat me. Some guy in the bar protected me."

Noticing the slap marks on Madeline's face, Allen sulked, "Did your aunt hit you?"

This mark was very new at first glance, definitely being left just a short while ago.

"No... I didn't hit her." Sara explained in a panic.

"No? Then did my daughter get the slap from nowhere?" Allen questioned in a cold tone.

Sara was instantly speechless.

"Who do you think you are to hit my daughter? Hmm?" The more Allen said, the angrier he became.

"I ..."

"Get up and introspect. And you will never get the 7% of the Crawford Properties Group's shares!" Allen said without mercy.

Instantly, tears welled up in Sara's eyes. She said with an aggrieved tone, "Honey, you can't treat me like this..."

Allen, however, did not say anything. He went straight upstairs with a cold face.

Sara stomped her foot fiercely, completely furious.

Averting her cold gaze from Sara, Madeline limped while moving to the stairs.

Sara immediately clutched Madeline's wrist, shivering with anger, "Madeline, are you satisfied now? Is this what you want?"

"Well, yes." Her voice was not loud, but her tone was cold.

Sara had never expected that Madeline would actually answer so frankly.

In the past, Madeline had also been displeased with Sara. But Madeline wouldn't be so unabashed and would be willing to look at the bigger picture and turn a blind eye to what Sara and Leila did in order to keep Allen from getting angry.

However, Madeline was not introverted anymore. She was a bit vindictive.

She would even go so far as to repeatedly provoke Allen to suppress them.

"If you don't want to lose more, I advise you to be kind." Madeline patted Sara's shoulder lightly before limping towards the stairs.

Madeline used to choose to give in and not take things too far, because she wanted family harmony and didn't want her father to be hurt by these trivialities. She hadn't fought back, just because she hadn't

cared at all, not because she didn't have that ability.

But Sara and Leila did not deserve her forbearance.

All lay load on the willing horse.

"Madeline, don't waste your time. You won't be with Bruce. Stop pretending to be noble. You still want that man, don't you? You want to prove to that man that you are better than Leila..."

"Also, no matter what happens, the Crawford family can't be yours alone." Sara added.

Madeline laughed. She paused and turn back to look at Sara, "Do you think now I need to use tricks to get a man like Bruce? As for who the Crawford family belongs to, Dad has the say, and you don't."

How ridiculous...

Sara was defeated. Her face went crimson and pale from time to time, but she was powerless to retort.

If it really weren't for getting Bruce, then it was a vindictive intention to get Leila and Sara frantic, wasn't it?

Seeing Madeline's attitude, and she was really afraid that there would be no foothold for her and Leila in the Crawford family later.

She would never let Madeline have her way!

Everything in the Crawford family belonged to her and her daughter!

It had nothing to do with this vile Madeline!

In the courtyard of a luxurious six-storey European castle-style villa in the suburbs, a dazzling red Maserati pulled up steadily.

The bodyguards, who patrolled the courtyard in groups, saw the car and immediately stepped forward with a respectful nod.

Afterwards, Tom, dressed in a suit, jogged out of the house and leaned down to open the door quickly.

The moment the car door was opened, the light from the bright street lamp shone right on Xavier, illuminating his features with extraordinarily chiseled.

It also made the wet clothes on his body obvious.

Seeing this, Tom became shocked, "Mr. Blackwell... you are injured again?"

"The wound was torn. Not a big deal." Xavier replied coldly. Then he got off the car slowly.

"What happened? Did you go to the hospital?" Tom's eyes were full of concern.

"No, someone took care of it for me." he said.

Tom's eyes were full of consternation... Someone?

Who could easily touch Mr. Blackwell's body?

"A woman?" Tom asked cautiously.

Xavier didn't respond. He strode towards the brightly lit living room with his long legs.

Watching the man's back, Tom silently pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and couldn't help but think: it must be a woman, right?

What kind of woman could touch Master Five's body?

Tom immediately followed the man's footsteps, "It was a woman, wasn't it? Is she professional? Mr. Blackwell, you should know how precious your blood really is If you lose too much of it, you might..."

"My wife is surely professional." Xavier responded indifferently and continued to walk all the way forward without looking away.

Tom was dumbfounded...

His woman?

Was he talking about Madeline?

They had met again tonight?

In the past, Xavier was the one who would never admit Madeline was his wife.

Xavier was also the one who would sneer at the mention of her name. Now why had everything changed all of a sudden?

So that was a slap in Xavier's face, right?

He couldn't understand Mr. Blackwell's thoughts. Tom quickly followed Xavier's footsteps again.

In the middle of the living room, Xavier suddenly paused, "Tom..."