My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Gavin didn't expect Bradley to be so straightforward, but he responded openly, "Mr. Warner, Mr. Pendleton has shown me kindness, and I've always believed in repaying kindness."

Despite the Pendletons' troubles, Gavin's security company wasn't liquidated. In fact, business was as thriving as ever, indicating Gavin's considerable capabilities.

Bradley asked, "Is this your private residence?"

"No," Gavin replied, then asked calmly, "Is there something I can assist you with, Mr. Warner?"

"Yes."

Gavin poured another drink for Bradley. "I'd like to hear more."

Bradley looked at the glass before him, swiftly noting that it was a vintage piece. Meanwhile, the items on the shelf behind Gavin were antiques.

"I want the Quills to go bankrupt," Bradley stated.

Gavin paused while pouring his drink. "You mean the Quills of Capitus?"

Bradley raised an eyebrow. "Is there an issue?"

"The Quills have amassed significant influence in Capitus over the years. If you plan to bankrupt them, it might be quite challenging," Gavin explained.

Bradley knew well that bankrupting the Quills would be extremely difficult. However, unless the Quills faced bankruptcy, they would be Esther's shield. Only when the Quills went bankrupt would Esther have no one to rely on.

Bradley looked at Gavin with a smirk, and Gavin returned the glance with the same knowing expression. Smart individuals often understood each other without saying much.

"How long will it take?"

"The collapse of a dike might stem from an ant hole. Timing is crucial," Gavin replied cryptically. "Besides running the security company, what else do you do?"

Gavin burst into laughter. After a good laugh, he suddenly became serious. "Mr. Warner, curious?" "Absolutely," Bradley admitted.

Gavin, without a shred of doubt, invited him enthusiastically, "Shall I show you around?"

"Now?"

"No time like the present."

A glint of interest flickered on Bradley's face. Rarely had anything piqued his interest since Esther's incident.

"Okay."

Gavin gestured. "After you."

Bradley and Gavin entered a black sedan. As Bradley sat inside, he noticed the car had undergone modifications.

"Mr. Warner, this car may look

ordinary from the outside, but it's

quite costly," Gavin explained. He

detailed the car's features,

emphasizing its bulletproof glass

and fireproof body.

"It's also made of resilient material. I've experimented with it. Those inside the car won't be hurt even if the car falls from a 100-meter cliff.

"Of course, there's a week's worth of

food and water here. Once the car encounters à collision, its defense system will be activated

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automatically. The system provides oxygen, so no accident like a fire, explosion, or lack of air will happen."

Bradley looked around the car's interior. It was meticulously crafted and oozed an understated sense of luxury.

The car slowly entered a building.

Bradley was astonished by the high-tech design before him when he got out. Gavin respectfully ushered him into an elevator, and it ascended.

Just when Bradley thought they had

arrived, Gavin led him into another

car.

withound himself seated in a car

without a view through the windows to the surrounding scenery.