The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 66 Real Dead Man Tells no Tales

By the time Julian returned, he saw Susan was sitting on the couch, a worried expression drawn on her face.

When Susan saw Julian, she asked, "Julian, you..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, Julian interjected, as he already knew what she wanted to ask. "I did ask Seth to help me with the investigation."

He sat down on the couch beside Susan and then continued, "According to Seth, Richard Jenkins has a serious brain disease. I already have a rough picture o f the entire incident, but I'm still working on the reason that caused his death."

"Okay." Susan nodded, her face a shade of pale.

Julian patted her head. "If the Jenkins were to bring this to the court, then it's gonna be a tough fight. So, I have to collect as much evidence as possible and get the best lawyer for you. Don't think too much, Susan, I'll do my best to help you."

Pressing her lips thin, Susan murmured, "It's okay, Julian. You don’t have to do so much for me. If... If I a m the killer, I will accept the punishment."

When that incident first happened, she was so overwhelmed by her fear that she only wanted to run away from the scene. However, now that she had already calmed down, she was willing to bear the consequences if she was really the murderer.

Julian narrowed his eyes, but he did not make any remark. He pulled her into a tight embrace, kissed the top of her head, and murmured, "Don't worry. I won't let them have their way."

The Jenkins stayed in Bali for three days. Outsiders were oblivious about Richard's death, so it was all about the marriage between Luke and Mandy in the press. Then, the news of Richard showing

up at the banquet hall with a mysterious girl escalated the matter further and caused the newlyweds to hit the headline.

Everything seemed quiet for the time being, but Julian knew it was the lull before the storm. Once the

Jenkins returned, a huge disturbance would soon follow. As such, he had made all sorts of preparations without letting Susan know. Right now, he was waiting for the Jenkins to ring the toll of war.

Today was the day the Jenkins returned. Julian embattled himself as he watched Madam Jenkins’ interview.

From the television, she looked sad.

"It's a wonderful thing that Luke and Mandy can be united in wedlock and I'm very happy for them. I understand that it might not be the most proper time t o announce something like this, and that I shouldn't blemish such a blissful moment, but as a wife, I feel like I have the obligation to let everyone know about i t. My husband, Mister Richard Jenkins, passed away several days ago when we were in Bali. It was caused b y internal bleeding in his brain when he got too excited about the wedding news."

As Madam Jenkins was talking, her face scrunched u p in agony. "I was advised against bringing his body back, so after going through some negotiations with the police department in Bali, I had no choice but to cremate my husband's body in Bali..." Then, she lowered her head and gently ran her fingers across the urn in her embrace as if she was caressing her own child. "This urn contains his cremains, and it's the only thing he's left me."

There were times she almost passed out midway through her speech due to her grief, and she needed the support from her son and daughter to keep her standing still.

The news of Richard Jenkins’s death came as a bombshell. All of the reporters could not come around to their senses and the hall went silent. It took quite a while for the news to sink in, and by the time they finally recollected their composure, the hall was once again filled with another bout of chattering, shuttering of cameras, and susurration of papers as the reporters hastily jotted down the unexpecting news.

The Jenkins Corporation was one of the leading corporations in Ningcheng City. Though the scale of their business was not as large as the Shaw Corporation, after they and the Ainsleys united through marriage, they could at least sit on an equal footing with the Shaws. Right now, Richard Jenkins was dead. An earthquake was bound to happen in the Jenkins Corporation and all of them could foresee a storm was about to land in the business circle of Ningcheng City.

"In three days, I'll hold my husband's funeral in the Jenkins' mansion. All of you are welcome to attend."

With that, Madam Jenkins turned around and left the scene with the help of her kids. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, the reporters' revelry had just begun.

"Richard Jenkins has passed away. Who will be the next chairperson of the Jenkins Corporation?"

"Heartbroken! Madam Jenkins almost fainted during the press interview!"

"Will Luke Jenkins be the next chairperson of the Jenkins Corporation or not?"

"The wedding turned into a funeral. What will become of the marriage between the Jenkins and the Ainsleys?"

Headlines popped up after another like mushrooms budding after the rain.

Julian's brows creased into a frown. He did not anticipate that Madam Jenkins would cremate Richard Jenkins's body so soon, and he could not figure out why she did not mention Susan during the press interview at all. He clearly remembered how violent her reaction was on that day. It was as if she would not give up until Susan was sentenced to life imprisonment, so what caused the sea of change in her attitude?

Julian felt something was not right in this matter, but he could not put a finger on it as to why.

The Jenkins.

Madam Jenkins threw herself into the couch, exhaustion written all over her face.

"Are you satisfied now, Luke?" She looked towards Luke.

A pang of pain flashed across Luke's eyes, but he still went forward and said thank you to his mother, " Thank you, mom."

"You don't have to thank me, Luke. You've got your memory back now, I just wish that you won't hate me for what happened before," Madam Jenkins smiled dryly. Then, she continued, "I did lie a little about the things between you and Susan, but trust me, Luke, after you fell into a coma from that accident, she did come and ask for ten thousand dollars from me. She already told you that herself, right?" 1

Luke pressed his lips and nodded. "Yes.”

"That’s good then," Madam Jenkins said as she fixed her eyes on Luke, "Luke, I know you don't like to listen to this, but I still have to say it out loud. When you fell into a coma last time, Mandy was the one who stayed b y your side, and this time, she's also the one who took care of you. How about Susan? She didn’t do anything, and now she even killed your father! Naturally, there’s no way I would let her go. Had it not been for your intercession, I would’ve sued her to the court and brought

her to justice. Although I decided to let the matter drop, it doesn’t mean that I've forgiven her. She is a killer, Luke. She killed your father. Don’t forget this no matter what.”

Luke took a deep breath as a series of complex emotions flowed behind his eyes.

"I understand, mom."

"If you really understood, then stop thinking about that woman and settle down with Mandy," Madam Jenkins said.

Luke set his jaw tight and thinned his lips into a line. He turned his head to one side and locked his gaze with Mandy, who was looking at him all the time.

When he noted the anticipation burning behind her eyes, he suddenly felt as if there was a huge rock weighing down on his shoulder. Be that as it may, he still nodded slowly.

Although he had a bad relationship with Richard, he could not dissuade the fact that he was his father.

Susan killed his father, whether or not it was purely accidental, or if she was just defending herself, there was no way he could be with her anymore.

Luke's eyes were filled with pain as he clenched his fists so tight his fingers turned white. He had just gotten his memory back and finally could remember Susan again, but he could not be with her anymore. It was as if somebody had gouged a hole in his heart. He felt so much pain that he wished he was dead.

Needless to say, he could not be dead now. He had married Mandy so he had to be responsible for her. He still needed to take care of his mother and sister, not t o mention that the Jenkins Corporation was in a chaos right now. As the only son, he had to pick up the baton left by his father.

He forcibly chased Susan out of his mind and his expression slowly turned resolute.

At night.

"You're so clever, mom. I guess brother will not think about that woman anymore," Charlotte chuckled.

A triumphant grin hopped onto Madam Jenkins’ lips a s she said, "Your brother thought I gave in to him so I didn't call the police. Well, the truth is, I was never going to report it to the police from the beginning. Before your father died, I dosed him with a large amount of aphrodisiac and drugs. If I reported it to the police, they would have certainly taken your father’s body for examination. If that happens, we will be in huge trouble."

Charlotte nodded. "Moreover, the procedure for the repatriation of mortal remains is very cumbersome. It was the right call to get rid of father’s corpse in Bali. Nobody would notice anything."

The grin on Madam Jenkin's face deepened. "Dead men tell no tales. With the body gone, there is no way

Susan can run away from the charge now."