All Chapters of Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Her mouth had been bashed in.Chris lowered his eyes.Winter’s face went white. Who could have been vicious enough to do something like that to Mrs. Young?Her hands shook with anger as she clenched them into fists. “Did you catch who did it?”A female officer answered, “Yes. We have a suspect in custody. He was drunk, and we’re still questioning him.”Inside the interrogation room, the lights were painfully bright. A man reeking of alcohol sat handcuffed to the chair.“Did you know the victim?” the officer asked.By the time he was brought in, the drunk had sobered up some, but the harsh light still made it hard for him to open his eyes. His heart was pounding.At the officer’s stern voice, he let out a nervous hiccup.“No.”The officer’s expression hardened. “Then why did you kill her?”“I didn’t!” the man cried, his face turning pale.“I...” He looked up with bloodshot, hungover eyes and clawed at his hair with his cuffed hands. “I don’t remember much. I came downstairs

On his way back, Gavin had already heard about Mrs. Young’s death.He was an orphan, and over the years, Mrs. Young had looked after him like a mother figure. If he came home late, she would make him a late-night snack. When the men under his command were punished for making mistakes, she would quietly bring over ointment and tend to their wounds. But she never crossed the line or interfered with how he managed his people.She had been a genuinely kind person.And he had always respected her.If that drunk really was just a scapegoat, then who could possibly have hated Mrs. Young enough to kill her in such a brutal way?“Pull every bit of security footage you can find from around the market,” Chris said, crushing out his cigarette. Then he turned and looked at Gavin. “Have your men handle it. You need to get some rest.”When Gavin slipped away after trying to kill Fabian in the middle of the night, dirt and bits of grass had stuck to his pant leg. The second he got back, he had g

Victor’s expression darkened at once. “How did you...”Skyla let out a cold laugh.“No wonder you hated me so much when growing up. After my mom died, you wouldn’t even look at me. Back then, I kept wondering what I had done wrong.“I kept blaming myself, thinking maybe if I were better, you would treat me differently. Then one day, I nearly ran into you on the stairs, and you kicked me down them. You almost strangled me to death. That was when I finally understood. It was never just dislike. You hated me.”Skyla leaned closer bit by bit. His face had already gone dark with fury, but she only smiled.“Because I’m what was left behind after you sent her to another man’s bed. I’m not your daughter. I’m your shame.”“That’s enough!” Victor hurled his teacup to the floor. White porcelain shattered, and tea splashed across the expensive rug.He lunged forward and wrapped a hand around Skyla’s throat, his face twisted with rage. “You filthy little thing. Why aren’t you dead already?”

Chris’s dark eyes stayed on Winter.After asking that question, she fell silent. She only glanced at him once before looking away. Her eyes were already red, and now they looked even redder.The courtyard went still.Then Chris’s phone rang, sharp and jarring in the silence.His gaze shifted from Winter’s face. He pulled out his phone and looked at the screen. There was no name saved, but it was a number he had remembered by heart over the past year. His eyes stilled.That side never called him unless it was something serious.His fingers tightened slightly around the phone. His face went tense, and he strode toward the garage as he answered it.Winter stood in the cold wind in the middle of the courtyard and heard the roar of an engine from the garage. A dark blue sports car shot past her and sped out of Blackwood Manor.She watched the taillights disappear into the distance and slowly curled her fingers into her palms.A second later, her phone chimed.She looked down and s

Half-asleep, Winter heard General bark.She opened her sleepy eyes and had just started to turn over, reaching for the bedside lamp, when a cold voice snapped through the darkness.“Out.”General let out a low whine, but the second he met the man’s bloodshot, icy-black eyes, he turned and ran.It was Chris.Before Winter could react, the hand she had reached out with was suddenly caught. His tall frame came down over her, pinning her hand beside the pillow as his mouth crashed onto hers. The kiss was burning hot, thick with the sharp taste of alcohol, and it swallowed every sound she tried to make.“Mmph!”Winter twisted desperately, trying to get away, but Chris clamped a hand around her jaw and wouldn’t let her. His other hand caught the collar of her pajama top and yanked hard.Buttons snapped loose and bounced across the hardwood floor.His burning fingers caught the collar of her pajama top where it had been yanked down her arm. He buried his face against her neck and suc