Chapter 144 Mr. Ferguson’s Mistress Is a Murderer
The wide street was empty.
Eric Ferguson did not even glance at Wendy, who was on the ground. He just got into his car and left.
No one paid attention to the injured Wendy Quade, who was thrown out like a bag of trash.
When she was helpless, Wendy got up from the ground and called her eldest uncle, but as soon as he answered the phone, he cursed at her.
“You bloody banshee! What have you done to make Mr. Ferguson so angry?! He wants to crush my company now! What do you have to say to that?!”