His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 459: Don’t Count On Him

Chapter 459: Chapter 459: Don’t Count On Him

Chapter 459

"Cain’s analysis is quite accurate," Evelyn Thompson nodded. "Mr. Collins, you better give this some serious thought this time."

"Forget it." Chloe Collins sneered without even looking at Tristan Collins. "Counting on him, I’m afraid I’ll be wronged to death."

Tristan’s face turned cold, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about!"

Ignoring him, Chloe walked two steps forward, her eyes pressing hard on Raine Nolan. "This matter is actually very simple. If you want to know whether I mixed the perfume or not, just ask the buyer, Brandon Spence, and everything will become clear."

Raine Nolan stared at her and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "He will never say a word!"

Chloe smiled, full of arrogance, "Where does your confidence come from that he will protect you?"

Raine’s eyes trembled.

She pretended to be calm, "You indirectly killed the woman he loved, he hates you, so he will never help you."

Chloe: "If I don’t help, I’m indirectly hurting him. But if you tamper with that substandard perfume, you’re directly hurting others. Isn’t that the case?"

"Besides, I have plenty of ways to make a small role like Brandon Spence tell the truth." As she finished speaking, Chloe raised her lips.

Raine trembled violently, and suddenly realized that her last line of defense had completely collapsed under Chloe’s cold gaze!

"Nonsense!"

"I didn’t mix the perfume, you can’t frame me!"

As soon as her voice fell, someone hurriedly rushed in from outside.

"Sir, Madam, there’s a group of people from the Carsons of Corynthia outside. They’re here to take someone!"

As the host, William Foster asked, "To take someone?"

Raine Nolan suddenly turned her head.

In a moment, the butler ushered one of the men in.

The man at the head took out a phone and played a video in front of everyone.

In the video, Brandon Spence faced the camera and spoke the name of the person who sold him the perfume.

"The person who sold me that bottle of perfume was Raine Nolan from the Collins family."

Raine stumbled and retreated a few steps!

She was completely dumbfounded, as if in a dream!

The crowd sighed and looked at Raine Nolan incredulously and in great disappointment, while at the same time feeling sorry for Chloe Collins’ narrow escape from being framed.

Evelyn Thompson said indignantly, "Now, is there anyone who still has objections?"

"My God, how could there be such a terrifying person!"

"This child... is really beyond words."

"Disappointed, so disappointed!"

Hearing these words, Raine Nolan turned pale, unable to say a word!

Cherry Foster looked at her with extreme disappointment, "I didn’t think you would do something like this! You really haven’t changed!"

Rosalind Taylor quickly regained her composure, "What do you want to do?"

A member of the Carson family said, "We’re only responsible for finding the person, as for how to deal with it, it’s up to Mr. Carson."

Tristan Collins said firmly, "You are not the police and have no right to take anyone away. Tell your master that if you have any dissatisfaction, go to the Collins family!"

Having said that, he turned to look at William Foster, "Let’s meet again next time."

After throwing down these rather angry words, he left with Rosalind Taylor and her daughter!

However, before they could reach the doorway, a group of people suddenly appeared, blocking the path of the three of them.

The group of people were all servants from the East wing.

The next second, Alexander Foster walked in from outside.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave when the issue has not been resolved?"

"Mr. Collins, are you just going to watch as your biological daughter is wronged and mistreated without an explanation, and leave?"

His warm male voice carried a bone-chilling coldness!

Chloe Collins was quite surprised that he was outside, and the smell here was so strong that she couldn’t detect his scent when she wasn’t concentrating earlier.

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