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My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband] This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity. What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you? "Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy. “Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister. In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty. On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own. Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?

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Chapter 123: Just Some Ants

Aria Grant was pushed out of the car, and although her eyes were covered, she could sense that they were in an abandoned factory. The air was filled with the smell of rust, and she could occasionally kick some iron bars under her feet, making dull sounds.

The group walked a short distance before finally stopping, and the black cloth on Aria's face was finally removed.

Aria closed her eyes for a long time before slowly opening them. Her eyes had been covered for so long that they were not used to the sudden exposure to light.

She looked around, and as she had initially guessed, this was an abandoned steel plant, with leftover iron scraps and bars scattered everywhere.

Surrounding her were twenty hoodlums from various countries. Why were they called hoodlums? Because they didn't even have proper weapons in their hands. Aria couldn't be bothered to look at them; she could take on ten of them with just one punch.

"Mrs. Grant, long time no see."

A familiar voice sounded behind Aria.