#Chapter238

A dead person won’t get a chance.

He gets down and sees Alex.

“Oh, Mr. Alex.” He pauses. “What kind of work do you have in my house?”

“Where is Risa?” He roars.

“Risa?” Eric looks at Alex with complex thoughts. “Oh, you are asking about your ex-wife?” He adds.” Or my wife?”

" Eric!" Alex roars.

" What? This is my house.” he goes near him.

" WHERE IS RISA? " He enunciates.

" Why are you asking about my wife?"

" Whose wife? " He frowns.

" My wife. " He smirks.

Alex immediately grabs Eric's neck and chokes him.

" Whose wife?" He asks again.

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