The Great CEO's Wife Is A Gangster 89 Chapter 89: It's Payback Time!

Something is wrong.
Robert just came back from his long vacation when he heard about what happened at the Annual Symposium and to Ethan. Also, he heard about what happened to the fake Stacy. He still has one week more to go but he cut it off so he could come home as soon as possible. He's been receiving a lot of calls regarding his daughter Stacy who was rumored to be dead.

He was looking around as his car enters the mansion gate. Looks like the guards were sleeping as well as the household staffs. But he informed them about his arrival yesterday! Hmm, something isn't right here. His guards never leave their posts!

Slowly, he parked his car in the garage. The light at the second floor was turned on but the lights on the first floor was turned off. He looked for the house key in his bag and inserted it on the door k.n.o.b. He gradually opened the door.

Hmmm. The house is still the same. Well, how will it change? Such a stupid thought! So he nonchalantly treks the hall to his office.

His jaw dropped when she entered his office. Why is his study room full of clutters?? Papers are everywhere. Unexpectedly, his office chair turned around slowly. he was surprised.

"Y-You! h-how come? I thought you're ----" he staggered backwards as if he saw a ghost!

"Dead? So you were expecting that too? are you that disappointed?" She grinned evilly.

"W-Why? why are you here?"

"Information." She stood up as she approached the old man, "I need information."

"I don't know anything! I don't have any idea about his plans! I am not a part of it, I swear!"

"Plans? Him? hmmm… so you do know that someone wants me dead? Am I correct?"

"Ah, Eh… I-I …'' he stuttered. He stumbled on the couch. He diverted his gaze.

"Tell me, who wants me dead?" Aisha was already standing in front of him. she emits an unyielding impression and was playing with the pistol on her hand. Robert gulped.

"I-I can't tell you. If he learnt that I backstabbed him, he'll surely kill me and Stacy too!" he kneeled before her, "Please, don't let me do this!" he cried pitifully.

"Do you fear him that much? Aren't you afraid of me? I can kill you too, anytime and anywhere without anyone's knowledge. I can send you away without a proper burial as well." She threatened.

"Please have mercy!" he lowered his head. Forehead is now touching the floor.

"But since you've taken good care of Stacy, I won't do that. In fact, I'm offering you the chance to be my ally. What do you say?"

"But ---''

"All you need to do is tell me who wants me dead and why are you targeting the Williams?"

Aisha can still sense the old man's hesitation. She knelt down to meet his eyes.

"Robert, I don't want to hurt you. I promise I will protect you. just give me names." She was sincere.

"It was all his plan." He sighed, "I never wanted to do this but we owe Stacy's extended life to him."

"What do you mean you owe him Stacy's life?" Aisha knitted her forehead.

"It was him who provided the things needed for Stacy's surgery for her heart transplant."

Aisha didn't expect what she heard. She sat on the couch facing him.

"Tell me more." Aisha demanded.

After some more minutes, Aisha soften her approached towards Robert. She believed him totally. She knew he was saying the truth; she can feel it.

"Thank you for telling me, Robert" She tapped his shoulder, "And I'm sorry for what I did to your room. I was looking for something but you have just provided the information that I needed." She walked to the door.

"By the way, call Stacy. Tell her not to come back in Oregon for the time being because war has just begun." Then she finally closed the door.

"You're doomed, Robert!" he heaved a heavy sigh.

On the other hand, at the Lockwood residence, the woman was celebrating heartily. The whole world already knew about Stacy's death. It lingered for some days, it was the hottest topic for at least a week.

"Good for you, freak!" she was drinking wine while looking at the television. "Now, he's finally mine!" she laughed frantically.

However, It's almost a week but The Williams didn't hold a funeral service for her. Reporters were also curious about it. some says that it was done in private but some says that maybe she's not yet dead. The media has been calling and trying to get a hold of the Williams but to no avail. Some tried to pay some doctors in the Gentz Hospital but still, no information was released about her.

Everyone else claimed that she's already dead.

Angel was sitting comfortably in her room, drinking her favorite wine when Jessa, her Personal a.s.sistant called her.

"What is it?" she answered the phone irritatingly.

"Angel, come down immediately!" her PR is obviously fl.u.s.tered.

"Why? what's the problem?"

"There are police officers looking for you, quick!"

"What?!" she abruptly stood up. She unconsciously paced back and forth while grinding her finger nails. d.a.m.n, do they know what she did? She was in deep thought.

"Do you know why they're here?" Angel asked.

"No! but if you don't come out, they will flip the house upside down!"

"Okay, tell them I'll be there in a second!" Angel was in deep thought. They can't possibly know that she was the one who ordered that woman's death!

She tried to calm herself. "Relax. Easy. You got this!" she breath in and out several times.

Angel went out the room. She was walking down the stairs when she saw the police officers who instantly looked at her. she gave out an innocent smile.

"Hi, I'm Angel Lockwood. How can I help you gentlemen?" her posture gave out an intimidating glow. She doesn't look like a woman who could do such thing as murder.

But looks can be deceiving too.

The Chief approached her and handed her a paper.

"We have an arrest warrant for you Miss Angel Lockwood. Please come with us voluntarily for questioning." The officer politely requested.

"What!? What did I do?!" she yelled. The innocent looking woman earlier was nowhere to be found. Now she looks like a hyena ready to devour her enemies.

"It's about the Murder of Miss Stacy Williams. We are asking you to come with us peacefully." Said the officer.

"No! I didn't do it! you don't have the right to do this to me. Don't you recognize who I am?!" She was screaming hysterically.

"I'm sorry Miss, but whether you like it or not, we have to take you even if it means forcing you." The officer was firm.

"I'm going to call my lawyer and sue you for trespa.s.sing!" she threatened them.

"Angel, let's just go with them. don't make any scene here. if you really didn't do it then there's nothing to be afraid of!" her PR was trembling when she held her arms.

"No! they can't do this to a Lockwood!" she demanded.

"Take her." The Chief ordered so the men took her by force.

Meanwhile, a woman was hiding behind a tree at the far right side at the Lockwood residence.

"I have given you a lot of chances before. But looks like you need to be tame this way." She uttered while looking at the scene using a telescope.

"It's payback time!" she smirked.