Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 52

Chapter 52 RAVEL (FIVE YEARS AGO) I assured Hazel that I wouldn’t personally involve myself in Harrison’s case, yet I never explicitly prohibited my associates from doing so. When Hazel disclosed the despicable actions of that man, my initial inclination was to confront him at the rather absurd restaurant, give him a thorough thrashing, and then ensure he faces legal consequences. However, due to my commitment to Hazel, I will merely oversee my associates as they administer a thorough beating before arranging for his legal proceedings. Gently planting a soft kiss on Hazel’s forehead as she slept, I rose from the bed and changed into warmer attire to ward off the chill. Hazel retired early, likely due to the wine she had imbibed. While I hadn’t anticipated her indulging to such an extent, considering the unfortunate nature of her day, her actions were quite understandable. Exiting my room, I encountered Raymond, who raised his gaze from his phone as I approached. He leisurely observed my attire before inquiring, “Are you headed out?” “We are headed out,” I corrected him. Raymond responded with an eye roll. “As your security, Ravel, I wouldn’t expect you to venture anywhere without my presence.” He stashed his phone away and rose from his seat. “So, where are we off to?” “Harrison attempted to make advances towards my woman, I conveyed, causing his jaw to tense. The mere idea of that individual daring to kiss Hazel ignited a surge of anger within me. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Raymond pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, his eyes reflecting my fury. “Wait, did you just say that human hippo tried to lay a hand on Hazel?” “I didn’t stumble over my words,” I spat out, frustrated by his attempt to force me to repeat myself. “That wretch believes he can lay hands on Hazel and go on freely wandering the streets of New York.” He swiftly retrieved his jacket. “Let’s go pay him a little visit.” Whistling nonchalantly, he sauntered out

of the living room. “I’ve been honing my skills at the gym for a while now. It’s quite satisfying to apply them on a living target after such a long time.” And that’s precisely why I’m bringing him along. I settled into the passenger seat while allowing him to take the wheel. I was confident the scoundrel would still be at the restaurant since the evening was far from over for him to close up shop for the day. Raymond expertly maneuvered through the bustling streets of New York, taking his time to reach our destination. Eventually, we arrived at the restaurant, but the sight that greeted me was far from what I had anticipated. The establishment appeared as though a crime had taken place right within its walls. Raymond lowered the window, extending his head to assess the situation. “What in the world is happening here?” He retracted his head back into the car. “I can spot the cops. It seems something significant has occurred.” Gathering my sunglasses, I opened the car door, preparing to step out. “Ill go inquire about the situation. A few well-placed questions should unveil the answers I seek. “Please stay put, Raymond insisted firmly. “It wouldn’t be wise for you to be seen in such an environment. I’ll approach someone and gather the information we need.” I closed the car door and peered through the window, spotting Hazel’s coworker in the distance. “The individual in the blue shirt over there, bring him here. He’s an employee here and likely knows what’s happening” “Understood, boss. Raymond exited the vehicle and engaged in conversation with the man. They both returned to the car, with Raymond instructing him to sit in the back seat. Curiosity getting the better of me, I inquired without looking directly at him, “What’s the situation over there? Why are Chapter 52 there police everywhere?” The man leaned forward, his voice carrying a somber tone. “Something really terrible occurred. Mary entered Harrison’s office to inform him that she was finishing her shift, only to discover him in a gruesome and horrifying state.”

Raymond turned to face the young man squarely. “Could you elaborate on what you mean by ‘gruesome state’?” “He was murdered,” the young man disclosed, causing my eyebrows to knit into a deep frown. “His head was brutally smashed with an artifact from his office. It seems the killer also used the same artifact to inflict harm to his balls, and his throat was slashed open. The knife used for the throat wound hasn’t been located.” A surge of shock and anger swept over me. Swiveling to address the young man, I locked my gaze onto his. “And what is your name?” “Oscar,” he promptly replied. “Any leads on a potential suspect?” I inquired. I would have liked to make him pay for touching my woman before the killer killed him.. “Currently, no one seems to have any information,” Oscar lamented, shaking his head while crossing his arms. “It appears the killer might have entered and exited through a window in his office.” I suppose the scoundrel got what was coming to him. He’s fortunate to be deceased, considering I had devised a fate even worse than death for him. “You’re free to go.” Oscar nodded, ready to exit the car. Raymond tossed him some money. “Let’s keep our presence quiet.” “Absolutely, sir,” Oscar affirmed, accepting the cash before departing. We observed him walking away. Raymond started the car and began to drive. “Why did you give him money?” I questioned. He glanced at me. “You have no business being here, Ravel,” he pointed out. “Your girlfriend isn’t even present; she left work hours ago. You lack a valid reason to be here. No one knows the details of the encounter between her and Harrison earlier, and it’s best if it stays that way, particularly since there’s no suspect. She might become a subject of suspicion, or worse, you might attract unwanted attention from the police.” He had a point. For Hazel’s sake, I would act as if none of this transpired. There’s no need to burden her with concerns about this situation.