She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Hellen drank some wine at the dinner party. Her face, originally slightly tipsy, was now filled with a cold, baleful look. Her eyes were deep and bright.

“Mr. Grant, please send me home.”

After such a thing happened at the Vincent family’s dinner, the family master quickly took action. The manor was surrounded and all the guests were escorted away.

Hans drove the car, followed by Vincent’s two escort vehicles.

After driving to the Jovano family home, Hans stopped the car and pulled Hellen, who was about to get out of the car.

“Hellen, who wanted to kill you?”

Hellen pursed her lips. “I’m not sure.”

“Don’t you know about this kind of thing? “Hans raised his voice a little, and his cold face was full of seriousness.

Although she didn’t like this attitude, she remembered that Hans had just saved her…

“I will find out. Thank you for your help today.” Hellen once more expressed his thanks, then left the carriage.

Back home, she went into the bedroom and took a look at her ear in the bathroom.

The bullet should have brushed past her ear. If it had been just a little bit off, her head would have exploded.

Who could it be?

She was in charge of the safety of the Jovano family these days. The tight security made it difficult to lay a finger on her.

After washing her face, Hellen entered the small study.

She first logged into the forum of the Green Mansion and entered the free announcement section, finding the post that wanted to assassinate her last time.

The small program she designed was still sorting out the IP of the poster. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Hellen flipped through the post and saw that there was a new comment below.

Three Knives: Five million? That’s a bit low.

Black Rose: Private chat, the price can be negotiated.

The corners of Hellen’s eyes twitched. Three Knives was a famous killer of the Green Mansion. It seemed that the person who attacked tonight was most likely him.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Most importantly, Orpheus had taken a fancy to this person and was planning on raising him to the fifth person in charge after the trial.

Her hands knocked a few times, and then directly used her management authority to spy on their private conversation.

The conversation between Black Rose and Three Knives was very simple. The price directly rose to 8 million.

However, Three Knives took on the task.

Hellen was so angry that he threw the screenshot into the management group.

Orpheus: Eh, Mud Crab, why did you peep at the user’s private chat?

Heartless Hooligan: Intense contempt!

Hellen typed: Orpheus, I remember that you’re going to promote Three Knives to take charge of the independent mission version. You’ve been investigating for him, right? Give me his information.

Orpheus: Yes, but judging from the chat history, he intends to make a move on the First Miss of the Jovano family. What is your relationship with her?

Mud Crab: “I guess Mud Crab is pursuing Miss Jovano? I remember that Miss Jovano just divorced recently. A divorced woman and a single middle-aged single man hit it off.”

Hellen laughed coldly. A divorced woman?

She typed, “Rogue if you encounter any problems in the next mission, don’t ask me for help!”

Hellen was the technical supporter of the forum. At the same time, she would also offer some help. Whenever Heartless Hooligan encountered danger during a few missions, Hellen would use her hacking skills to help him search for targets or erase traces to avoid danger.

Seeing the hoodlum screaming and admitting defeat in the group chat, Orpheus had already thrown Three Knives’ information to the group.

Hellen downloaded it. On the Hidden Web, it is very difficult to find out the real identity of the user.

However, Orpheus had investigated Three Knives only for a long time. Hellen looked through the records and found that the commonly used IP of the Three Knives was in Tempe City!

She narrowed her eyes. With the IP address card, things would be much easier for her.

Her hands quickly switched to the system. An hour later, Hellen found the location of the IP address in Tempe City.

That address was so familiar that Hellen’s eyelids twitched.

Tempe City’s Funeral Home!

Hellen put the computer away and directly contacted the Three Knives in the name of Mud Crab on Green Mansion.

However, the excitement of Three Knives came from between the lines: “Big boss, how do you have time to chat with me?”

Hellen threw over the address she found: Are you working in Tempe City Funeral Home?

Three Knives:???

Mud Crab: This is something that you have to investigate before you are promoted to manager.

Three Knives: Boss, you scared me to death! But you managed to find my real address, awesome!

He sent over a bunch of emojis with a thumbs up.

Hellen stared at the screen, thinking about her colleagues in the funeral home.

There were a lot of people working there. However, according to Three Knives ‘tone, there were not many people after selecting.

Hellen pursed his lips and pondered for a moment.

Mud Crab: I’m also in Tempe City. Let’s meet up, I’ll interrogate you.

Three Knives: Okay, okay! Green Crab, you have always been my idol! Let’s find a place to meet!

Everything went very smoothly.

Hellen narrowed her eyes, her hands tapping on the keyboard: “See you tomorrow night at eight o’clock, Moonlight Tower, courtyard number one.”

…

In the Grant family’s Green Villa.

In the study, Hans Grant’s brows were tightly knitted and the room was dark.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked out at the night.

Someone was attacking Hellen, and his expression was tense. When he thought of Hellen’s indifferent appearance, he felt that this woman was a bit too bold!

Everet was hospitalized now. According to the report from David, Lady Jovano had also gone to Hail City.

Hellen was alone in the Jovano family. It wasn’t safe for her to be alone!

Hellen, the current partner of the Grant Group-

Hans narrowed his eyes. Protecting the partner and letting the construction project in the Weststadt District continue was also the responsibility of the Grant Group.

He picked up his phone and called David.

The next day.

Hellen got up and washed up. When she went downstairs for breakfast, the housekeeper hurried into the dining room.

“Miss, the security group came just now and said that there were more than 20 strangers around our garden.”

Hellen was drinking milk, and her eyes widened. “Twenty plus? What are they doing?”

“There doesn’t seem to be any hostility. It seems that they are patrolling in groups of three-”

“On patrol?!” Hellen frowned. What the hell?

“Miss, do you want to catch one and ask him?”

Hellen thought for a moment. “No need for now. If they truly wanted to harm us, they shouldn’t have done it so openly here.”

After breakfast, Mike also arrived.

Hellen got in the car and headed to the Jovano Group.

After coming out of her house, Hellen kept an eye on the roadside. Indeed, she saw two groups of people on patrol.

A group of three. Looking at the bulging waistband on their waists, Hellen wanted to see what was inside.

Where did this person come from?

Now that her brother knew that someone was plotting against the Jovano family in secret, was he worried about her safety at home?

Hellen wanted to go to the hospital and ask after she met Three Knives in the evening.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, Hellen arrived at the United Department of the Weststadt District.

When she entered, she saw more than a dozen people making a fuss in the public meeting room.

There were men and women of all ages, and a gray-haired old man was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

“Ah, you pushed my grandfather down. This is not over!”

“I didn’t push him!” The staff member stomped his feet. “He hit me! I just stopped him!”

Hellen frowned, “What’s going on now?”

Mike had accompanied Hellen here today. When he heard her question, he immediately went forward to ask. After a while, he turned back. “A family member who is dissatisfied with the compensation for the demolition came to cause trouble and asked for seven apartments.”

The corner of Hellen’s mouth twitched. “How large is his home?”

“80 square meters, but they said that there were many families.”

During demolition, many household registrations would indeed be divided into more houses, but the seven apartments were a little exaggerated.

Hellen nodded. She didn’t need to deal with this matter herself. She turned around and walked inside.

“Don’t go, don’t go!” A middle-aged woman charged over from outside the office door, blocking Hellen’s path. “I’ve been looking at you for quite some time now. Are you that one, that supervisor of the Jovano Group?!”

The young man who was arguing with someone turned around and ran over quickly. “It’s her, Mom. I saw the news about her on the Internet. She’s the current president of the Jovano Group!”