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The aunt seems to be in her teens, with a few silver threads in her hair and a thin face.

In Alisa's memory, her aunt is her favorite dressing up. She dresses up beautifully and dances with a group of women in the square every day.

Now she is just like an old woman.

"Aunt, I came back to find uncle. Don't drive me away..."

The aunt rushes over and pulls at her sleeve, pushing her all the way out.

"You still have the face to come back? You robbed Selena's man, killed your uncle, and now killed Selena, you come back now. Why don't you die? You vicious little bitch. Get out of here... "

Aunt likes in a crazy, a pair of hands desperately hangs down on her.

Alisa tries to explain: "Auntie, listen to me, I don't have it. It's not the case. Sister, she, I..."

"Bitch, do you think I didn't see you cheating on Davis? You think it's great to rely on him now. "

All of a sudden, Alisa is very sad and guilty. Her aunt is right.

It was she who robbed her sister's boyfriend, which was equivalent to killing her sister indirectly.

However, it seems that this is not the case.

"Auntie, sister, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm sorry for you..."

Alisa keeps retreating down the stairs. Very powerless to explain, aunt is completely in a state of insanity.

She hates Alisa for breaking up her family.

"Alisa, you're a scourge. I knew you wouldn't have been taken out of the orphanage. Your mother is a rotten product, and her daughter is a rotten product. I'm really blind. If Selena hadn't begged me all the time, I wouldn't have gotten you out. Now, my poor daughter... "

Aunt cries, crying heartbreaking with hoarse voice.

Alisa looks at her aunt, and her tears also flow down. If Selena had not brought her back, she would have died in the orphanage, but she killed her sister. She was an unknown person.

At ST group headquarters, Davis is having a meeting, and a senior director at the opposite table is making a financial report.

Davis suddenly thinks of something. He takes out his cell phone, plugs in his earphone and dials the phone of the villa.

"Ann, what's the result of today's examination?"

"Young master, Dr. Green has already left. He said Alisa is too weak and some anemia..."

The director's report is read with joy. Suddenly, they find that their chief executive is on the phone. He looks around. His colleagues look down in fear. No one looks at him.

He looks at the Secretary General Susan beside Davis. Susan makes a gesture to stop him. He wipes his forehead and stops.

Davis makes a sound, hangs up, thinks about it, and dials Alisa's cell phone.

He doesn't know what happens recently. He thinks of her more and more frequently.

Sometimes he thinks of her when he reads the documents. Now he can't help but thinks of her lovely appearance when he has a meeting.

Susan steals a glance at Davis.

Davis is dialing up his cell phone number. In such an important meeting, he even dials up the phone as if nothing happened. It's weird.

What's much strange is that he is still in a narcissistic smile at the same time. Is this their indifferent and merciless president?

Susan glances at Davis's mobile screen quietly, and a standby picture jumps out of it.

It is the intimate group photo of Davis and a girl, which is very childish and boring.

Davis never saves any pictures of women. This time it's an exception, but she soon understands that the girl is Alisa.

Alisa is looking at her aunt, who is almost broken, when her cell phone rings.

She picks up her cell phone and looks at it. It is Davis, and she presses the answer button, "Davis, I'm in..."

Davis!! When her aunt hears this name, her sensitive nerves are touched.

Bitch, bitch, you killed Selena, and you're still here to call that man blatantly.

The furious aunt, like a mad lion, pounces on Alisa.

"Bitch, give Selena back to me."

Alisa is on Davis's phone and doesn't notice her aunt at all.

Aunt rushes over and pushes Alisa down the stairs heavily.

Alisa is unprepared. In a panic, she falls down the stairs and tumbles dizzily.

On the other side of the phone, Davis hears a loud bang in his cell phone, and then he breaks the line.

"Alisa,Alisa……"

Davis's heart sinks suddenly. He shouts twice in anger. There is a beep on his cell phone. This damned woman dares to hang up his phone.

He pulls it out again. There is a sound of shutting down.

Alisa, what are you doing? How dare you shut down the phone? You're getting bolder and bolder.

Davis kicks heavily at the conference table, and the high-level people are scared, like a rabbit that has lost his point of view.

"Get out, get out here..."

Everyone immediately stands up, one by one, like a rabbit that has lost its claim, and walks quickly.

Obviously, the president is angry again.

Susan stands quietly beside Davis. "Davis, is there anything I need to do?"

Davis is at the start of the fire, furious. "Now, go to check where Alisa is."

"Yes!"

Susan quietly exits. Alisa's mobile phone is equipped with a GPS positioning system, so it's easy to find out where Alisa is.

After a while, Susan comes to report and says anxiously, "Davis, Alisa is at Mark's house..."

Davis rises to his feet, his face dark and terrible, and turns to walk out.

"Arrange the car now."

Davis almost rushes to Mark's house.

When he see Alisa lying motionless in the pool of blood, there is a blank in his mind.

His heart is contracting violently, she is dead!!!

That girl who likes to fight against him, who likes to talk back to him, who is stubborn and stupid, is dead!!

Then, Susan sees the most bizarre scene in her life. Davis falls who has always been calm and calm.

When he enters the door, he is knocked down by the threshold.

This threshold is low ,even three-year-old children will not be upset, unexpectedly will be a great ST group president, a strong young man, such as devil man to upset.

He falls miserably. He hits the corner of the table on his forehead. He stumbles up and rushes towards Alisa.

"Call an ambulance, call an ambulance..."

The incoherent cry comes out of his mouth, and Susan quickly calls the emergency call.