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Chapter 1206: Chapter 1206: Disaffection Between Husband and Wife
"Finnegan Springs!"
Outside.
Branley Sinclair, like an enraged lion, had her hands tightly clutching Finnegan Springs’ neck, furiously roaring!
When had she ever been subjected to such indignity?
Especially now, when she herself was in control of the Donovan Family, with the imperial court backing her!
In Star City, Branley Sinclair called for the wind and it blew, for the rain and it fell!
Today, she had actually been slapped across the face!
She pulled out a mirror from her bag, her eyes wide with shock.
Half of her face had already swollen.
On her fair skin, the marks of five fingers were clearly visible.
Like ink splashed across a sheet of white paper.
It was so glaring!
Crack!
Branley Sinclair angrily threw the small mirror onto the ground!
Her teeth were grinding noisily.
"What status does Nelson hold?" Finnegan Springs took out a cigarette from his pocket, walked to the window, and lit it with a lighter.
"I don’t care what status she has!" Branley Sinclair’s voice trembled as she said, "I can endure anything else, but being slapped? Ha. When have I ever tolerated such insult?"
"Just the saintess of Azure Mountain? What stands behind me is the imperial court! What can Nelson do about it? In Star City, I have the final say!"
Having said that, she took out a tissue and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"The imperial court indeed doesn’t fear Azure Mountain. But Nelson is a saintess, and her skills are formidable!" Finnegan Springs took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaling smoke lightly, "If things really turn ugly, that woman could do anything beyond your wildest imagination."
"Like what?" Branley Sinclair gradually calmed down.
It was rare for her to lose her composure like this.
But being slapped in the face, she couldn’t control her emotions.
"Kill you." Finnegan Springs turned around, holding the cigarette between two fingers, and said expressionlessly, "I know this woman too well. If you really cross her, she’d dare to kill you!"
Finnegan Springs pointed to the office beside him, "Right in this room, she would dare to draw her sword and kill you. Don’t doubt me, I’m serious."
When Nelson went to Azure Mountain, Finnegan Springs was not very old.
But over the years, following Dawson Carmichael, he had come to understand Nelson very well.
She was someone who wouldn’t hesitate to kill at the slightest disagreement!
Although she appeared to be a docile girl.
But Finnegan Springs was very clear about just how fiery Nelson’s temperament was.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have insisted that Branley Sinclair cajole Dawson Carmichael to come back.
"Believe it or not, if Nelson comes here and hears that Dawson Carmichael is sweeping the yard in the back, the first to die would be me. The second, you."
Finnegan Springs extended his cigarette out of the window, gently flicking off the ash.
One hand was in his pocket, and with the other hand, he took a drag from the cigarette.
"Inhale!"
As he exhaled this murky breath from his lungs, he put out the cigarette.
"Don’t tell me you have the imperial court behind you. But how long would it take for the imperial court’s people to come and save you?" Finnegan Springs embraced Branley Sinclair suddenly, "Nelson could kill you in less than a second."
"I..."
Branley Sinclair suddenly felt a wave of fear.
At first, she didn’t understand why Finnegan Springs insisted that she beg Dawson Carmichael to return.
Pretentiously sitting in the chairman’s seat as if it was all just for show.
The two of them controlled the Donovan Family, and with the imperial court as their support, they didn’t need to fear Nelson in Star City.
Originally, it was to buy time.
Having held a high position for so long, Branley Sinclair had come to rely on her status and seemed to have forgotten fear.
She always thought no one would dare to kill her.
Overwhelmed by that sudden fear, Branley Sinclair’s attitude softened considerably.
"I’m sorry, just now..."
"I’m used to it."
Finnegan Springs touched her face and gently kissed Branley Sinclair on the forehead.
"Who made me love you so much?"
"Uh-huh."
Branley Sinclair forced a smile, feeling guilty as she spoke, "Once I finish this big task at hand, I’ll get you to work in the royal court as well. You can help manage the Donovan Family too."
"After three years of marriage, you’re finally willing to trust me."
Finnegan Springs held her in his arms and whispered softly, "I’ll be waiting for you at the villa tonight. Today is our anniversary, and it’s very important to me."
"Ah!"
Branley Sinclair smacked her head in sudden annoyance, "I completely forgot. Thank you, husband. But... I just can’t swallow this! Keeping Dawson Carmichael around is an imminent disaster!"
Touching her swollen cheek, her eyes were filled with malice.
"You should make time to visit the royal court. If we’re to deal with Nelson and Dawson Carmichael, we absolutely need the royal court to make a move." Finnegan Springs took a bottle of medicine out of his pocket, "This is almost a success. Once it hits the market, we can rebuild another Donovan Corporation!"
"Really?"
Branley Sinclair took the small glass vial and observed the clear liquid inside, "The royal court will definitely be delighted! I’ll go right away and show it to them."
"Yes, take your time. I’ll keep them busy here, and you arrange for the royal court’s people to act as quickly as possible," Finnegan Springs said with a smile.
"Alright!"
Branley Sinclair hesitated, then walked over to Finnegan Springs and gave him a light kiss.
She turned and left.
Once Branley Sinclair’s figure disappeared, Finnegan Springs’ expression instantly darkened.
"You bitch! For three years! You’ve treated me like a dog!" His face turned livid, and he clenched his teeth, "I will make sure you regret this!"
After saying this, he took a deep breath and pulled out a bottle exactly like the medicine from his pocket.
This was a drug developed by the Whitaker Corporation.
Unfortunately, Ian Cook was dead.
Had he not died, once the medicine was distributed, the Whitaker Corporation’s scale could have increased by more than tenfold!
After Ian Cook’s death, the Hawk brought this medicine to the equally capable Donovan Corporation.
Soon, they completed the final development.
Finnegan Springs took out his phone, snapped a photo, and quietly waited.
Five minutes later.
The phone rang.
"Sir."
Finnegan Springs answered respectfully.
"She... took a fake medicine to the royal court?"
A voice came through the phone.
"Exactly! As per your instructions, I gave her the fake medicine. Branley Sinclair is now on her way to the royal court, and I estimate she’ll meet with royal court officials in half an hour," Finnegan Springs responded.
"Excellent! Bead Pulse is very satisfied. She will be properly rewarded when she visits Star City," the Hawk’s voice came from the other end of the phone, "But, you must obey. Otherwise, you only have death to face, understand?"
"I understand!"
Finnegan Springs asked with utmost respect, "Is Bead Pulse really coming?"
"Absolutely true." The Hawk admonished for the last time, "Never act on your own accord. Bead Pulse likes obedient people, not smart people."
"But... isn’t Devlin a smart man?" Finnegan Springs asked quietly.
Ever since he got in touch with the Hawk, he had come to know a bit about Bead Pulse.
Finnegan Springs wanted to turn the tables!
But the Sinclair family and the royal court were pushing him down hard!
With no other options, he had to rely on the power of Bead Pulse.
Unlike others, Finnegan Springs was in a hurry; he didn’t have the luxury of time to wait.
But the Hawk had repeatedly warned him to follow Bead Pulse’s plan.
Why should Devlin get to do whatever he wants?
Finnegan Springs considered himself smart, no less than Devlin.
"Who told you that Bead Pulse likes Devlin?"
The Hawk snorted, "Devlin’s time is running out."
