Chapter 141 Divorce
Lance rushed to the hospital. The first thing Frankie did when he arrived at the scene was to check the surveillance video.
In the surveillance video, Yvette came out of the room at half past one in the morning while the nurse was asleep.
Yvette got into the elevator barefoot in a white dress and never came down.
The elevator stopped on the 18th floor.
"Mr. Wolseley, it's the top floor," Frankie said with a serious expression.
As he heard this, Lance's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately rushed out.
In the dark night, Yvette sat on the cement pier on the edge of the top floor.
Her hair was like seaweed, and her white dress was blown up by the wind, making her look even thinner. Her whole body was fragile like a crystal that would break in seconds.
When Lance saw this scene, his expression was unprecedentedly ugly. A feeling of panic crept into his heart.
"Yvette."

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