Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 76

Nathan was so frightened that he stepped back and still felt his heart palpitating after avoiding the attack of the punch, covering his chest in shock, “Mr. Kennedy, if you kill me there will be no one to work for you."

Hearing the words, Kennedy sneered out.

"It doesn’t matter."

Nathan felt many arrows in his chest, hurt, “Mr. Kennedy, I have worked for you for so long, are you heartless?"

Kennedy, “ ……Go away!"

A big man pretended to be cute was too disgusting.

Nathan sighed and turned around. Thinking about something, he suddenly turned back, “By the way, Mr. Kennedy, what about Assistant Wilson?"

Hearing the words, Kennedy remembered the woman with stubborn eyes. She did not explain to him, why should he care about her?

"Whatever." Kennedy's voice was clear and cold, without temperature.

Nathan paused for a moment and confirmed, “Really? Assistant Wilson is pregnant."

Kennedy's eyebrows jumped and he gritted his teeth, "Since when did you care about her so much? Should I reward her to you?"

Nathan’s face instantly changed, "Mr. Kennedy, I don't have this intention. Since you don’t care, I will leave it alone."

After saying that, Nathan directly left.

The only person left in the large room was Kennedy, who slightly narrowed his eyes.

Humph, she actually followed him here. What exactly did she want to find out from him? Was she really at the behest of Reynold?

Kennedy could leave other things alone, but only in the search for that woman, he absolutely would not allow anyone to interrupt or block him.

It breezed at night and the lights were warm.

Kennedy washed up and got into bed with the help of Nathan. Kennedy closed his eyes.

However, as he closed his eyes, a woman's face emerged suddenly in his mind.

Kennedy abruptly opened his eyes, and the ink-colored eyes suddenly became stern.

Damn!

Why did he think of that woman’s face when he was about to sleep?

Why Charlotte…?

Thinking of this, Kennedy's hand tightened, and then he sat up and called Nathan who was ready to leave.

"Mr. Kennedy?" As Nathan was to turn off the headlights, he heard Kennedy called him. He asked suspiciously, “What is it?"

**

It was late at night, and a small house in the villa was empty, with only a small bed and a round table plus a small window.

Charlotte was locked in here in the afternoon.

Although they did not do anything to her, the men's strength was big. They grabbed her and made a bruise on her arms.

Charlotte took a look at her arm and rubbed it, and it hurt so much that she wrinkled her eyebrows, so she simply withdrew her hand and shrank in the corner of the bed with her petite body lying on its side.

The villa was big.

It was quiet outside, and no one had brought her food from the afternoon until now. She was so hungry.

The few people who were guarding saw that Kennedy had come and hurried up to report, “Mr. Kennedy, the villa's circuitry suddenly broke down, it's already being repaired!"

Because this villa was one of Mr. Kennedy's, and he rarely came here, so everyone was slack.

After waiting for about two minutes, Kennedy knitted his brows, “Is this the so-called emergency repair?"

The man's face was instantly pale as a ghost in the darkness, “Mr. Kennedy, I'll make another phone call to ask."

"Forget it!" Kennedy asked directly, “Where is the woman?"

"Mr. Kennedy, she is in a small room on the third floor. We did not know what to do with her, so we first locked her up." After saying that, that person looked at Nathan. Nathan nodded. It was right that they did not deal with her.

After all, Kennedy, who should have been sleeping by now, suddenly appeared here because of Charlotte. If they really did something to Charlotte, it would be bad.

”Has anyone gone to see her after the electricity was cut off?"

The man froze for a moment and shook his head, “No."

As the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere became somber. Nathan immediately sensed that something was wrong and immediately said, "Mr. Kennedy, let's go up first."

"But there was no electricity and the elevator cannot be used.” The man said and looked toward Kennedy's legs.

Kennedy's leg disease was a pain point and he did not dare to say too much.

Kennedy raised his eyebrows. Nathan immediately pushed him forward at full speed, “It's okay, I'm a Hercules. I can carry Mr. Kennedy upstairs!"

They quickly left their sight, and he was still shouting, “Do not follow up, or Mr. Kennedy will be angry at you."

The crowd trembled in fear, only wanting to thank Nathan for pushing Kennedy away, Of course they did not dare to follow up. After all, they had noticed the strong killing aura on Kennedy!