Chapter 558

Tony Sullivan’s face was as gloomy as a thunderstorm. The tension in the spacious living room was palpable. A cold chill washed over the few of them. The whole world seemed to be freezing at the moment. Bailey Ronsin let out an audible gasp at the sight of the angry expression carved on her husband’s face. She was dead. She knew that she was dead. Looking at Bailey’s helpless and panicked figure, satisfaction and joy surged up within Emily Quest. This damned, wicked woman… Finally, someone was going to give her a lesson. Tom Sullivan and Julian Sullivan were extremely anxious and scared. They were both worried about their mother. “Bailey, get your ass over here,” Tony ordered coldly. Bailey shuddered, as his frightful tone broke the silence in the air. Clutching her face with her hands, she shuffled to Tony’s front as fast as she could. Tom immediately pushed Julian’s wheelchair, following closely behind their mother. On the other hand, Emily took her time to walk to their s