Chapter 392 A Fabricated Charge (Part One)

"Miss Yi, be careful!" The bodyguards quickly pulled her up the stairs. The sports car passed by, but the
speed of the car didn't decrease. The driver seemed to want to escape, but unfortunately, a car just
appeared at the entrance of the parking lot and blocked his way.

The car screeched to a halt with an emergency brake, nearly bumping into the car in front.

When the security guard on guard saw this, he hurriedly put down the boom gate.

The bodyguards quickly caught up and surrounded the black car.

The driver was wearing a cap, sunglasses and mask, so it was hard to see his face clearly. The
security guard grabbed the iron spanner from the box and smashed it at the window. "Get out!
Otherwise, I will break the window." Since the boss was here, he must perform well. If he do it well, he
might get a promotion and a pay rise.

The driver looked back and forth and found the situation was not good to him. There was a car in front
and he wanted to retrieve the car. The bodyguard in charge of driving behind drove the car in time to
block the way. If the security guards really smashed the car, the glass would splash all over the place
and the person in it would be disfigured.

After thinking for a while, she opened the door and got out of the car.

The bodyguard took off her sunglasses and hat. When Essie recognized who the person was, she
asked in surprise, "Landis, why are you here?"

"So what? You killed my child. I want you to pay for it." Landis said through gritted teeth.

Essie was shocked, she didn't expect that the fire of war would spread to her. She lowered her voice
and ordered the bodyguard, "Take her to my office." This was not the right place to talk.



The bodyguard pulled Landis into the building and took the elevator all the way to Essie's office.

"What are you doing?" There was a hint of panic on Landis's face. 'It is as easy as rolling off a log if
Essie is trying to kill me. Besides, she could easily fake some evidence to prove that I fell down from
the building. The police won't investigate her thoroughly, ' she thought. She shrank back to the door.
Although the child was lost, she didn't want to die. But the bodyguards were outside, and she couldn't
escape.

"Since you are so timid, why do you still want to kill me? Don't you know that even if you kill me, you
will have to die either?" Essie sneered, spread out the tea set on the table and began making the tea
slowly.

"Why did you kill my child?" Landis clenched her fists, and the anger gradually dispersed her fear.

"Why do you think I killed your child?" Essie asked instead of answer her question. She poured two
cups of tea and asked hinted her to sit down and talk with her.

Landis hesitated for a while and sat down on the sofa opposite Essie. "The doctor said that I had an
abortion because of the abortion drug. Before the accident happened, I only drank the champagne you
brought. If you didn't drug me, who else could it be?"

A tinge of discretion flashed through Essie's eyes. The miscarriage of Landis was not an accident, but
a conspiracy. But it did not seem to act according to the script as what Zac had expected. She, the
spectator of this play, was dragged into it.

She drank her tea unhurriedly and said slowly, "The champagne I brought is unopened. When you
were filming, it was on the table. When your assistant Kent opened it, the packaging was intact. Tell
me, how did I put some drug in it?"

After a short silence, Landis pursed her lips and said, "You can put it in the cup."



"There are so many cups. Which one should I put into?" Essie smiled coldly. "I didn't give you the wine.
Do you think I have a chance to bet on which

cup you would take?"

Landis's lips quivered for a second. "Can you swear that you never thought about getting back together
with Zac?"

Essie smiled gently, the expression on her face was as calm as a lake. "Even if I want to get back
together with him, you are not the stumbling block between us."

"But I have his baby. Don't you think it's a threat?" Landis lowered her voice as if she was not as
arrogant as before.

Essie noticed her change. And there was another flicker in her eyes. She tried her best to be polite and
avoid irritating her. If she guessed right, someone had deliberately aroused the fire to her so that she
could cover up her crime.

On the contrary, your child will not be a threat to me. It will be good to me. When two dogs fight against
a bone, a third runs away with it. The more you fight with Leila, the more beneficial it will be to me."
After swallowing some saliva, she continued, "You lost your child, and the only beneficiary is Leila. So
she doesn't have to worry about your threat anymore. It is not good for me at all. On the contrary, I lose
a helper who can deal with Leila. I am a businesswoman. Do you think I will do such a bad business?"

Landis kept silent for a while. She picked up the tea cup on the table and was about to have a cup of
tea. However, Essie stopped her and said, "This cup of tea is cold. Let me get you a cup of hot tea. A
miscarriage is equivalent to sit the month, and you'd better not touch cold things." Then he refilled her
cup.



Although it was just a little care, it made Landis's heart warm. She felt that Essie was not as vicious as
what Leila said.

"If it weren't for you, who else would want to hurt my child?" she asked.

"Then let's see who your baby will pose the greatest threat to," Essie said in a low voice.

Although it was just a little care, it made Landis's heart warm. She felt that Essie was not as vicious as
what Leila said.

"If it weren't for you, who else would want to hurt my child?" she asked.

“Then let's see who your baby will pose the greatest threat to," Essie said in a low voice.



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