My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 931 Dylan glanced at Logan with an awkward expression, seemingly unsure of how to proceed. "Mr. Foster, Mr. Warner is acting based on his emotions..." Logan replied with a mocking question, "Mr. Searle, do you genuinely believe that?" "Mr. Foster, Mr. Warner landed here in plain view and has disappeared from your premises. If you don't release him, we might have to involve the authorities." Logan shrugged casually. "Feel free to involve them. I'll play along." Dylan sighed in frustration, recognizing that Bradley's actions

were far from honorable. If things escalated, it could tarnish the Warner Group's positive image. A private resolution was the best course of action.

Dylan began anxiously. "Mr. Foster a d]] "Mr. Searle, why waste your time with him?" The head of security interrupted, addressing Logan.

"Search!" "Can't you all stay calm?!" Dylan exclaimed in exasperation.

The head of security glared at Logan.

"Mr. Searle, if something happens to Mr. Warner, how will we explain it? Search!" Dylan tried to intervene, but the large security team outnumbered him.

The head of security and his team initiated a frantic search, their actions appearing barbaric and rough.

"Mr. Foster." Despite Dylan's attempts to stop them, his efforts were in vain.

Logan seized the head of security by the collar, slamming him hard onto the ground.

The head of security was caught off guard, but he quickly got up and started fighting with Logan.

Although the head of security was a boxing champion, he was no match for Logan.

Logan pressed his foot against him. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The head of security gasped for breath

and snarled at Logan, "1f you have the guts, kill me!" "Logan!" Esther appeared in her wheelchair, her demeanor frosty. Her eyes resembled the bright moon in the sky. "Let them take Bradley." Logan withdrew his leg, surveyed the men, and finally focused on Dylan.

"You, come with me." Dylan hurriedly followed Logan.

Logan addressed the eager bodyguards sternly, "Try making a move." The head of security gestured, and his team obediently lined up behind him.

Logan wheeled Esther and led Dylan into the warehouse.

The warehouse door creaked open.

Bradley's intense gaze fixed on Esther and the others instantly. When Dylan saw Bradley's current state, he couldn't help but inwardly gasp.

"How could...! Despite that, Dylan realized that Bradley had treated Esther similarly before, so perhaps being treated that way by someone else was justified.

"Mr. Warner." Bradley softened slightly upon hearing Dylan's voice.

"Dylan," Bradley called out.