Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!-Chapter 667: Destroying Her
Audrey Sutton looked at Shane Warner’s petty demeanor with a smile and deliberately said, "Not watching him, just you?"
Shane picked up the remote and changed the channel, causing Audrey to jump up anxiously and immediately reach out to grab the remote: "Change it back!"
Shane gave her a sidelong glance and said, "Can’t I handle you?"
"Change it back!"
"Sit down properly!"
Audrey glared at him, obediently sat down properly, and Shane switched the TV back. Audrey huffed and muttered, "Always making me mad."
Shane glanced at her and asked, "Who’s making who angry?"
Audrey grabbed the remote with her hand and grumbled at him: "You’re so childish for your age."
Seeing Shane frowning and about to say something to scold her, Audrey quickly said, "Watch TV quietly, don’t make a sound, it’s so noisy."
Shane said coldly, "I think you’re itching for a beating."
Audrey gave an ingratiating laugh, tilted her head to lean on his shoulder, and playfully said, "I’m just teasing you, don’t get mad."
Shane looked down at the little woman snuggling into his arms. Naturally, he wasn’t really upset; as long as she showed a little goodwill, his heart would soften completely, and he wouldn’t have the heart to say anything to her.
He reached out, grabbed the blanket folded at the side of the sofa, and draped it over Audrey’s feet.
Audrey turned to look at him, moved the blanket to cover his feet, and then maintained a comfortable and warm posture leaning on him as the host appeared on television, and the awards ceremony officially began...
Audrey recognized some of the older, famous actors, but as for the new generation of young stars, she often heard their names from Barry Barrett but couldn’t match the names with the faces on screen.
There were many awards, but none of the ones Audrey knew had appeared for quite some time. It was Barry, Flora Lane, and a few others excitedly discussing in the group chat.
Audrey, feeling sleepier and sleepier watching, suddenly heard the female host on TV say three words through the microphone: Clarissa Morgan.
The drowsiness was instantly dispelled. She rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, and watched the TV screen.
Going on stage with Clarissa Morgan were the other few main actors from the film.
She wasn’t nominated for the TV series she did with Simon, but for a new film that was about to be released.
However, landing the lead role in this film was all thanks to the reputation she gained from the previous TV series.
The main cast went on stage, first accepting an interview from the host and promoting the film. Then, on the screens behind and at various angles in the venue, a promotional clip for the film would be shown.
Standing on stage, Clarissa Morgan’s eyes unavoidably met those of Quentin Sterling, seated in the front row.
Seeing Quentin’s expressionless face, the indifference in his eyes inexplicably instilled a trace of panic in Clarissa’s heart.
Apparently absent-minded on stage, when the host asked for the reason, Clarissa merely smiled, brushing it off as nervousness.
Though clad in formal attire which seemed a bit thin, in the heated venue that ought to have been comfortable, Clarissa felt an icy chill pierce through her body.
Not paying attention to the host’s questions to the other actors, when the host suggested watching the film clip, and everyone on stage began to move towards the side of the stage, someone gently patted Clarissa, bringing her back to her senses, promptly following them off to the side.
While everyone’s eyes were on the screen, waiting for the clip to appear, Quentin Sterling lowered his eyes alone, unable to hear the surrounding noise. His restless heart of the past few days suddenly calmed at this moment...
A pitch-black screen flickered into view...
"Bang—"
A loud collision sound erupted from the speakers all around.
The screen appeared to be filmed from the perspective of a dashcam, showing a white car accelerating toward a man...
For a moment, the audience below didn’t react, thinking it was a shocking scene from the film’s promotional video.
Only a few actors from the film and the producer had questions about this scene, while Clarissa Morgan turned pale, fear in her eyes, her legs weakly retreating two steps uncontrollably...
After the car hit the man, no one got out to check, but instead, reversed, and ran over him again...
The actors on stage whispered among themselves, and someone in the audience seemed to recognize the man being hit as Nolan Hawke.
The film producer in the audience hurried to find the backstage staff to verify the video, and the scene began to turn chaotic...
Clarissa Morgan, desperate, directly sat on the ground, her face an alarming shade of pale.
Quentin Sterling remained calmly seated below, as if he wasn’t part of this chaos.
The video continued playing on stage, the frame froze for a few seconds, showing a woman opening the car door and stepping out; it was not hard to recognize her as the now incredibly popular Clarissa Morgan...
The unaware host kindly supported Clarissa, while the backstage staff closed the video at this moment...
The commentary in the live broadcast room was flooding crazily.
Sitting in front of the TV, Audrey Sutton, although already knowing Clarissa Morgan was carrying a homicide on her back, still furrowed her brows at this cruel and bloody scene, feeling even nauseous.
Hearing Audrey dry heave, Shane Warner quickly turned off the TV and gently patted her back, "Are you alright?"
Audrey waved her hand, clutching her chest to catch her breath: "This woman is terrifying; I feel if it drags on, the next tragic casualty could very well be me."
Shane pulled Audrey into his embrace: "Don’t overthink it, I won’t let anything happen to you."
With the TV turned off by Shane, Audrey didn’t see what happened next. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
However, this live video had already gone viral online, and Clarissa Morgan was handcuffed onstage by the police. X crashed multiple times, and all major media platforms were reporting the incident...
With conclusive evidence, no matter how skilled PR might be, it was all in vain...
Quentin Sterling sat below, coldly watching Clarissa Morgan being handcuffed and taken away by the police.
The story between him and her had come to a full stop. Although it wasn’t a perfect ending, all the suffering had finally reached its conclusion.
He had watched this video countless times in private.
Even because of it, he could no longer reminisce about the good times with Clarissa. Whenever he barely recalled those beautiful memories, they would be interrupted by this horrific, bloody scene.
He had witnessed this scene unfold with his own eyes, and even at that time, his first foolish reaction was to protect her.
In hindsight, perhaps this was all part of her calculation.
She knew he would help absolve her, so she dared to do something so insane.
Knowing he loved her, yet using his love to complete her betrayal of him, this was the primary reason Quentin Sterling had hardened his heart to destroy her...
