Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 586

"Laura, what do you want to do?" Horace looked at Clara who was being seized by Laura. If not careful enough, Clara would be killed on the spot. The four bodyguards also stared at Laura as Horace instructed previously.

"Horace, why do you ask me? I still have questions for you! It's me who was with you at the beginning. Why, why did you choose this bitch? Why? Did I do anything wrong?"

Although Laura said heartbrokenly, there was no tear in her eyes. Maybe it was because her heart was already a desert.

Revenge had taken her mind. There was no room for love.

"Why did you leave in the beginning? What did you do to frame me? You deserve it all." Horace said ruthlessly, but his eyes were still fixed on Laura's hand.

"I deserve it all? It's all my fault? OK, Horace, then I'll drag Clara to hell with me today!" In fact, Horace said this to Laura many times before, but she never listened.

Since Laura said it, she instantly took actions. Horace held his breath when Laura tried to cut Clara's neck with the knife. Clara kept shaking her head, signaling him not to act rashly.

Because once Laura died, it would be more difficult to find where their son was.

Horace certainly saw Clara's expression. But in the face of danger, Clara's life outweighed other things.

"Bang." Before Clara realized it, Laura had fallen to the ground, covered in blood. Her eyes were wide open. She couldn't believe that Horace would really kill her like this.

She had always believed that Horace loved her, even at the end of life.

It seemed that it was just her wishful thinking. Horace only had Clara in his heart now, the woman who led her to this.

She could feel the blood was being drained out of her body and someone helped her up, "Where is Neo?"

Laura smiled and said something, then closed her eyes and died.

"Dead... Neo is dead."

Hearing Laura's last words, Clara collapsed on to the ground, shocked. She hugged her legs and wailed.

Her son was dead. He had gone. Why? Why did God do this to her?

Clara kept recalling the happy days she spent with Neo. The more she thought about it, the more she cried.

Horace hurried over and looked at Clara, who was still crying. He leaned forward and hugged her. Three minutes later, Clara fell straight onto the ground. Fortunately, Horace was around. Otherwise, she might bump her head from the fall.

"Clara." He called her name, but he got no response.

Horace looked at her closed eyes. He knew that Clara was still weak, since she just left the hospital.

When Helena received the death notice, she fell on the ground in shock. Wasn't Laura doing fine? She even came to see her not long ago. How could she be dead now?

Helena couldn't believe it, but she had seen Laura's body. The pale face and lips, lovely cheek and cute nose. It was none other than Laura.

Helena immediately burst into tears. Shane Doyle, who came to visit Helena, also saw the body and didn't know how to react. The girl said she liked him and wanted to live a happy life with him.

But how did she end up like this? He knew that Laura was lying to him then, but he was happy to fall in the trap. In fact, he fell for her at first sight. Who would care whether she was telling the truth?

Seeing Laura's body lying here now, Shane didn't know how to react to this. He wanted to cry because the woman he loved had died, even though she would no longer blow her top at him again.

But now he felt neither. He couldn't collect the strength to cry. He stood in front of Laura's body and gently stroked her face.

"Don't worry, Laura, I will avenge you." Shane knows who killed Laura. He wouldn't let Clara easily get away with it.

Shane helped Helena go back to her room and kept comforting her. Although Helena was not his mother, he would take good care of her for Laura.

"Helena, don't worry. I'll seek justice for Laura." He said this not only to Helena, but also to himself. He knew he didn't have much power, but he did know a trick or two.

If Clara was really as cruel as Laura said, he must avenge Laura's death; take it as a contribution to the society. People like Clara should be punished and cast out.