His Toxic Addiction
Chapter 95: Another man’s name.

Hastily seating on the bed, she picked up her phone again and this time, she called Mr. Adams. After two rings, the phone was answered from the other end.

"Adams!"

"Mrs. Lincoln," Adams responded respectfully from the other end.

Laura rolled her eyes backward at the title he used in addressing her. For the longest time, she had tried all she could to accept her title but as it turns out, her heart still yearns for another man’s name.

"Where’s Alfred?"

"We are now in Germany," Mr. Adams replied making his voice a bit hesitant so Laura would believe whatever he has to tell her.

"Germany?" Laura asked as her voice broke but not on the inside. For all she cares, Alfred could be anywhere he wants and also, decide to die anytime soon. All he has to do is to write her name as his next of kin on his death will since rightfully, the company belongs to her.

"He’s on vacation. Didn’t he tell you, Mrs!" Mr. Adams asked. His voice was pretentiously concerned.

Laura released a small sigh, "He didn’t," with uncertainty in her voice, she continued, "Can you make it possible for me to speak with him right now?"

Her voice was extremely polite and sad and Mr. Adams happened to be a bit swayed as he furrowed his brows in thoughts.

He had initially mapped out everything. Knowing the kind of person Mr. Lincoln was and how cheap he could be if money was involved, he advised Alfred to go with the fake bundles.

Doing all that, he first wanted to plant a seed of discord between the couples before forwarding his plans but with Laura’s broken voice, he could not help but think of a better way to break the news to her - the news he had been keeping until this perfect hour.

"I’m sorry to say this Mrs. Lincoln. I was never aware of this until yesterday _"

"What’s it, Adams," Laura cut him off with impatient. Mr. Adams smiled in satisfaction. This was the exact reaction he expected.

With a compassionless breath, "We are on a vacation with a lady. And if I’m being honest, she’s your husband’s mistress,"

Laura paused and Mr Adams’s smile widened. He could already imagine the expression on Laura’s face and good for him, she can’t track them down because he did well to hide their locations.

"Are you sure about what you just said?" Laura asked in disbelief and much to Mr. Adams’s surprise, her voice suddenly turned proud.

Mr. Adams took the phone off his ear before looking at the caller ID. The caller ID read Mrs. Lincoln and he started to have doubts if she had heard him well.

"Mrs. Linco_"

Cutting him off his sentence, Laura hung up the call and her expression turned calm as he dropped on the bed dejectedly.

It was painful, like a hot slap across her face. She had expected this sooner or later but the hurt that came with it wasn’t something she prepared herself for.

She was burnt by the knowledge of what that infertile animal had been doing to her. All these years, he used her while all she did was help him out and play the fool.

With vengeful hands and mindset, she dialed a digit on her phone, and unlike Mr. Adams, it took a while before this person replied.

"How is the girl?" she inquired from the other end the moment the call went through.

"..."

A manic chuckle escaped Laura’s lips, "I think it’s time we get to work. Stephen and Beatrice are both in the country and investigation says they would reside here for a month,"

"...."

"You don’t have to worry about my husband. The Pollock is having fun with his rusted d*ck." she bashed and her face turned red with anger.

More and more ways to destroy him crowded her chest and she had no more space left to breathe properly.

"..."

Laura nodded, "Prepare the girl. We would need her now,"

"...."

"Be careful with her," she warned. Ending the call, her expression went back to the innocent Laura whose only outspoken with her husband’s presence.

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