All Chapters of Flash Marriage:CEO's Sweet Wife: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Reminded by her, Elizabeth Forster finally realized that there was something important to do right away. She focused her mind and her gaze on the painting, carefully observing the part Sheila Dewey had mentioned as being different. Everywhere she looked, it was exquisitely beautiful. No matter how she scrutinized, she couldn't spot anything amiss or unusual in the painting. The entire piece gave off a natural, seamless feeling, with a touch of enchanting magic."Just tell me, I really can't see where it's different," Elizabeth Forster said, slumping back into her seat in a defeated manner and gulping down the iced coffee in front of her. Seeing her give up, Sheila Dewey smirked and couldn't help but tease, "Of course, if you could figure it out alone, then our team of dozens working through the night to crack its secrets would be pretty useless, wouldn't they?"Seeing the playful glint in the woman's eyes, knowing she was just joking around, Elizabeth Forster pretended to pounce, mak

Pete Melville's wandering gaze drifted through the void, and no one could tell what he was thinking at that moment. After a long while, the gentleness in his eyes vanished, replaced by his usual sharpness.When the sun rises, the sky will also welcome an unprecedented darkness. In the dimly lit room, Pete Melville's hands danced over the keyboard, the glow from the computer screen casting a cold light on his fair face."Send someone to bring Liu Jiashun back, by any means necessary," Pete Melville casually printed out the recovered documents and tossed them onto the table, "Alive."Those three simple words determined a man's fate; this was the absolute control brought about by power and status."Yes." A voice echoed in the empty room, accompanied by the sound of a door being pushed open. No other figures were seen in the room, and the paper documents on the table had already disappeared.Liu Jiashun...His index finger tapped the table irregularly, and a strange smile hung on the

The man's lips curled into a slight smile as he walked lightly to the table, picking up a napkin and slowly wiping the knife.In just a few seconds, the knife was restored to its original state.He casually tossed the blood-soaked napkin onto the table, clicked his tongue, and threw the knife in Liu Jiashun's direction.The speed was so fast, accompanied by a whistling sound, that the targeted man didn't even have time to react. His body trembled as a yellowish liquid trickled down.The knife landed at Liu Jiashun's feet, hitting his big toe.The pain, sharp and intense, almost made him faint.Before Pete Melville could speak, his phone rang again with a crisp tone.He glanced down, his tone flat, "I heard you have two daughters? One of them is taking the high school entrance exam this year, right?"Liu Jiashun grimaced, his pupils dilated unnaturally, and he denied it outright, "No."As he spoke, he shook his head vigorously.Trying too hard to hide only made things worse.

In a dim and gloomy cell, a petite woman was huddled on the bed, her body trembling slightly. Her hands and feet were cold, and she wore only a thin blanket, which did nothing to ward off the chilling drafts of the prison. She looked utterly pitiful.Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared at the door, blocking the only source of light in the room. "Joannaxty-eight, get up! You have a visitor," a man's rough voice bellowed into the cell. Seemingly unsatisfied, he slammed his iron rod against the cell door, creating a deafening noise. "Joannaxty-eight, get up now!" The final shout finally roused the woman from her deep sleep, pulling her out of her nightmare.Large beads of sweat rolled down her face, and her back was drenched in perspiration, emitting an unpleasant odor as if she hadn't bathed for three or four days. Cherry Forster shakily climbed down from the bed, carefully descending the ladder, afraid to wake the woman sleeping below her. The cell was designed for two inmates, with all

Blood surged to his face, making him appear several years younger with a rosy complexion. This scene, as seen through Elizabeth Forster's eyes, made her feel somewhat uneasy.Fawning and flattering! It was the only word she could think of to aptly describe Rupert Forster's every move at this moment. She had never seen this man act in such a manner, not even when he faced Pete Melville in the past. Who exactly was this man?Elizabeth Forster stared intently at the blond man beside Rupert Forster, her eyes gleaming with an inexplicable light, determined to memorize his appearance.Seemingly sensing the gaze from behind, the blond man instinctively turned around, only to find no one looking at him; everyone was hunched over, eating their food."Is something wrong, Mr. Flossy?" Rupert Forster asked with concern, pausing his knife and fork, appearing very attentive."Nothing." Flossy shook his head in confusion, then, remembering something, looked at the man beside him sternly, "I've t