All Chapters of Flash Marriage:CEO's Sweet Wife: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

A rough voice came through the phone, still unchanged from before. "Elizabeth, when will you have time to come back for a meal? Dad hasn't seen you in a long time..." Rupert Forster sounded cheerful on the other end of the line.It had been almost half a year since their last meeting.Despite the long absence, Elizabeth Forster didn't have much to talk about with him. Moreover, after the information Sheila Dewey had gathered and passed on to her, she had grown suspicious of Rupert Forster's every move, and could no longer view him as a normal father.She pursed her lips, taking a small sip of water from the cup she had just filled, without responding.Rupert Forster, clearly growing impatient, kept spouting pleasantries. He had never shown such concern before. Unwarranted kindness was often a sign of ill intent.Elizabeth Forster curled the corner of her lip, feigning hesitation, "The company has been quite busy lately, preparing for upcoming work arrangements and expanding overse

Yet, when all the pieces were put together, something seemed off."The information is all correct; the issue might lie with the antique," Sheila Dewey said, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his tone calm.The documents showed Chen San's transportation list, which included dozens of merchants, all legitimate.All the paintings listed for transport could be found online, each with its own serial number, leaving no room for any anomalies."Do you know about P City's largest antique market?" Elizabeth Forster closed the file and turned to look at Sheila Dewey, who was driving."Of course," Sheila Dewey replied, a confident smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.As the green light flashed, he pressed down on the accelerator, and the car shot forward like an arrow, heading toward their destination.The antique market was a hub for many antique enthusiasts and collectors, some of whom hoped to find treasures and strike it rich overnight.Some people set up stalls right on the s

Now, except for some specific reports, any information about her would be directly removed. Cherry Forster was now eagerly using the exposure on the internet as an excuse, which Elizabeth Forster found utterly unimpressive.Elizabeth Forster's attitude, being too perfunctory and indifferent, thoroughly infuriated Cherry Forster. She gritted her teeth and threw her phone at the other woman. The hard body of the phone landed squarely on the knuckles of Elizabeth Forster's hand before sliding to the ground. A sharp pain shot through her hand.Elizabeth Forster frowned, her face darkening. "Security, throw her out and put her on the blacklist. Under no circumstances should she be allowed in again," she said coldly.The security guard, who had been watching the confrontation like a spectator, looked at Cherry Forster with a weary expression. For someone who caused trouble for no reason, violence seemed to be the only solution. As he reached out to grab her, Cherry Forster took the opport

He didn't need to guess; he knew it was Lynn Hudson who had taken it without permission. After all, he had noticed such incidents many times before and had always turned a blind eye. He believed he understood women like Lynn Hudson.He closed his laptop with a heavy thud and rubbed his temples, which were feeling a bit sore. Clearing his mind of all thoughts, he decided not to care where Lynn Hudson had gone or to look for her. All he wanted right now was to lie down and get some rest, to recharge both his mind and body.Before going to sleep, he glanced at his phone and saw an unread email from the afternoon. Sliding his finger across the screen, he opened the message. The content that appeared in front of him consisted of several photos, all featuring two people. Although the images were somewhat blurry, he could still make out the faces: Elizabeth Forster and Sheila Dewey. The sender was the owner of the antique market, also a spy placed by Rupert Forster to monitor and report on

The light spilled over, illuminating the entire table.Repeatedly reprimanded, a deep sense of injustice welled up in her heart. With a sharp clatter, Cherry Forster slammed her cup onto the table, her persistent provocations finally rousing Rupert Forster's ire.Frowning, Rupert Forster put down his chopsticks and sneered, "If you don't want to stay in this house, then don't come back ever again."As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed the table with a resounding thud, adding firmly, "I invited you all back not to argue. No matter what, you should be clear about your relationships. You are all family, the closest ones. What kind of conflict could have made you behave like this?"Elizabeth Forster curled her lips, not expecting Rupert Forster to say such words.However, she and Cherry Forster were anything but family."Are you not aware of that?" she retorted sarcastically.Edwiin Kingsley, sitting across from her, stared at her intensely, which only made Elizabeth Forster