A Crazy One-night Stand

Chapter 103 The Accident Three Years Ago

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Alina's training finally ended for the day.

Wilson carried her back to the room and carefully ran the bath for her.

While Alina washed up, Wilson went to the study.

After he closed the door, the gentle aura around him disappeared.

Walking to the balcony, he lit up a cigarette with a sneer on his face.

Holding the phone to his ear, he asked in a stern voice, "Was 200 million dollars credited to Caitlin's

account?

"Just lie low and keep an eye on the money. If the money enters the stock market tomorrow morning,

tell me.

"There is no need to suppress the rumours online. After the stock market closes, we'll let them have a

taste of their own medicine."

Hanging up the phone, he took a drag on his cigarette as he looked into the distance.

After smoking half of the cigarette, Wilson put the cigarette out and left it in the ashtray. He composed

himself and walked back into the bedroom.

Standing at the doorway, he saw Alina lying down on the bed. Although her eyes were closed, she was

obviously still awake as her eyelashes were trembling. A smile crept across his face.

Why was she so nervous?

He quickly took a shower and got under the covers.

Caught by surprise, Alina's body tensed up.

"Silly girl!" Wilson chuckled and wrapped Alina in his arms.

He showered kisses on her cheeks, lips, and neck.

Through the satin nightgown, he could feel her exquisite curves.

At that moment, his mouth went dry and he couldn't hold back his desire for her.

As Wilson slowly undid the belt of her nightgown, Alina squeezed her eyes tightly. He noticed her

nervousness and smiled again.

"Relax, I'll be gentle," He whispered in her ear, his seductive voice hypnotizing her.

Alina opened her eyes obediently, which were full of tenderness and expectation. She bit her lip and

looked at Wilson timidly.

"Alina, I love you!" He whispered in her ear.

She relaxed a little and hugged him back, giving him great encouragement to continue.

Suddenly, the phone rang and ruined the romantic atmosphere.

Wilson grabbed his phone from the bedside table angrily and was about to turn it off.

When he saw that it was Jayden calling, he answered reluctantly, "You'd better have something

important to tell me!"

No one knew what Jayden said on the phone, but Wilson's face suddenly changed.

He got out of bed and said anxiously, "Lina, I have something urgent to deal with. Wait for me to come

back."

Alina's face reddened as she covered her head with the blanket. "Alright."

The night was pitch black.

In an abandoned warehouse, there was a pungent stench.

Wilson's cold and bloodthirsty eyes were frightening. He looked like a devil in the shadows, causing

people to shiver at first glance.

A man with his hands tied up was thrown on the ground.

Wilson looked down at him and asked coldly, "Three years ago, was it you who repaired my car? Did

you do anything to the brakes?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." The man on the ground was shaking in fear.

Wilson stepped on the man's hands with his shiny leather shoes.

The bones of his fingers cracked under the pressure.

The man begged for mercy as he writhed in pain. "Let me go, I don't know anything. I'm telling the

truth!"

Wilson increased the pressure on his feet and the man shouted even louder, "Help! It hurts! Please, let

me go. I really don't know anything. I haven't done anything to the car!"

Wilson raised his foot.

The man on the ground heaved a long sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, his scream pierced through the night once more.

Wilson crushed his other hand by stepping on it.

"Tell me who is behind this. If you do, your family will be safe and sound. If you don't, your whole family

will die with Rosalie instead!" Wilson's voice was vicious and cold.

He could no longer suppress his emotions as his mind was flooded with painful memories!

For the past three years, Jayden had been investigating this matter, but there was no evidence.

Everyone thought that Rosalie died due to an accident, but Wilson couldn't believe it! How could there

be an accident? Rosalie had always been a safe driver.

She drove so fast that the car rammed through the guardrails and plunged into the sea? How could this

be?

"Aren't you going to tell me? Jayden, where are you! Bring his family here now. I want him to watch his

family die in front of him one by one!" Wilson shouted in a craze, his eyes scarlet with rage.

Jayden strode over and patted him on the shoulder. "Wilson, calm down!"

"Calm down? How can I calm down? It's not an accident! Rosalie was killed! Tell me, how can I calm

down?" Wilson roared at Jayden.

"So what if it's not an accident? Could Rosalie come back to life? If you kill him or his family, could

Rosalie come back? I've told you, leave this matter to me. I will definitely get him to confess who was

the mastermind behind this. However, you insisted on coming personally. Look at what you look like

right now. If Alina sees your current state, do you think she would dare to believe that you love her?"

Jayden replied.

"Rosalie was killed. Rosalie was killed!" Wilson lost control of his emotions and squatted on the ground

with his head in his arms.

Jayden glanced at him and walked over to the man lying on the ground.

The man had just witnessed Wilson's ruthlessness. Fearful for his family, he begged Jayden anxiously.

"I beg you, please spare my family. Please let them go."

"There's only one way to save them. You know what I mean." Jayden smiled. He waved his hand, and

two people standing behind him walked up with a chair.

Jayden sat in the chair, crossed his legs, and put on a pair of leather gloves. The expression on his

face was indifferent.

However, that casual attitude of his put great pressure on the man on the ground.

Every second was tormenting for him.

Seeing that Wilson managed to compose himself and was about to stand up, the man gritted his teeth

and confessed, "It's Kason Kirkland. He was the one who gave the order."

"Kason!" Wilson said through his teeth as he stood up from the ground. He wasn't sad anymore but

burning with rage.

"Wilson, calm down. There's still no evidence!" Jayden reminded him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"I don't need evidence to get revenge. I'm Wilson Scott after all." After saying that, Wilson strode away.

The man on the ground was still begging for mercy. "I've already said it. I've confessed everything.

Please, please let me go!"

Jayden stood up and waved to the men behind him. The man on the ground was immediately dragged

away.

Jayden chased after Wilson as he was afraid that Wilson would do something rash to avenge Rosalie's

death.

This was a society ruled by law. Even if Wilson was rich and powerful, he couldn't overturn the law. If

he really did something irrational, people with ulterior motives might use this to their benefit. Wilson

would never be able to get a fresh start.

Wilson's identity as the second grandson of the Scott Family was a weakness to his position as the

president. On the surface, his position was one of glory and envy.

However, only those who knew the inner workings of the Scott Family would understand how hard it

was to get there. Many people were waiting covetously to catch Wilson at any misstep. One false step

and Wilson would be trampled upon at once.

At that point in time, everyone would take their chance to walk all over him, regardless of friend or foe.

Humans could do anything for their own interests.

...

It was already dawn, but Wilson still had not returned. Alina bit her lower lip and suppressed her

loneliness. She composed herself, washed up, and went down for breakfast.

Wilson wasn't there but Alina was surprised to see Monica sitting in between Silvia and Sophie at the

table.

Monica was chatting and laughing with Sophie. "Auntie, do you have time today? Let's go shopping

together! You have such good taste, I want to get your opinion on what to buy!"

"Okay!" Sophie agreed with a smile.

Monica blinked her eyes happily. "Auntie, there will be a jewellery exhibition by the Brooks family this

afternoon. I haven't picked a gift for you. Let's go and pick your gift together! Auntie, you must indulge

me."

"Monica, you're too kind," Sophie replied.

Although they had only known each other for less than a day, they were already as thick as thieves.

Monica turned to Silvia beside her and said, "Let's go together, Silvia!"

"Monica, I'll go if you buy me something!" Silvia said coquettishly and added, "My brother has cut off

my pocket money because of a wench!"

Alina couldn't help but pause slightly when she heard Silvia's words.

Lincoln coughed twice and cleared his throat. Silvia gave Alina a dissatisfied glance and fell silent.

After Alina finished her breakfast, she excused herself politely. "I've finished eating, Grandfather.

Everyone, enjoy your meal!" Then, she stood up and quickly left the dining hall.

She really couldn't stay a second longer in such an atmosphere.

Heaving a long sigh of relief, she walked out of Scott's house and was about to call for a cab to go to

the office.

Rosie had passed the design plans of the third phase over to the director as she was happy with the

design. Yesterday, the director asked to meet Alina the next day so that they could go through the

details and discuss the alterations to the design.

Alina managed to take a few steps before the butler came up to her and said respectfully, "Mrs. Scott,

Mr. Scott had asked me to prepare a car for you. Are you going out now?"

"Yes," Alina replied politely. She was touched by his consideration.

Fortunately, Scumbag was a thoughtful person. No matter how busy he was, he was very attentive to

her needs.

At noon, Alina called Wilson.

His line was busy.

In the afternoon, she called him again.

The call was still unable to go through.

She could not help but frown.

When she got off work, she called him again. There was no answer.

She began to wonder if she should return to Scott's house.

She was really afraid that she couldn't handle Wilson's family by herself.

However, if she didn't go back to the villa, who would prepare the study for Grandfather's calligraphy

practice?

Alina knew that Grandfather was very happy when she and Wilson accompanied him after dinner every

day.

Gritting her teeth, she decided to return to Scott's Mansion.

Since she had decided to be with Wilson, she had to face these difficulties. Moreover, she really

wanted to spend more time with Grandfather.

When the driver dropped Alina off at the office this morning, he had left a number to call him whenever

she needed transport.

On the way back, she received a text message from Wilson. "Alina, I'm on a business trip overseas. I

won't be home for the time being. Take good care of yourself!"

She lowered her head and replied with a smile, "Okay, take good care of yourself. Love you!"

The car drove into the Scott Family villa. As soon as she got out of the car, she was blocked by Silvia.

With her nose in the air, Silvia said sharply, "My mom wants to meet you!"