Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Unaware of the Grass on One’s Head

Lincoln Green’s shout, “Get out,” made Rose Taylor pale.

She finally understood that there was no room for reconciliation with Lincoln Green. The man who had once let her call the shots no longer existed. The current Lincoln Green despised her to the core.

And today’s lawsuit, if she lost, she would not only lose her property but likely her freedom as well.

The fear in her heart made Rose Taylor clench her fists and look at the high-priced lawyer standing beside her. “Do we have a good chance of winning today?”

“Well…” The lawyer glanced at the Piers’ legal team, looking troubled. “We will do our best.”

Hearing the lawyer’s response, Rose Taylor felt a chill run through her heart and gazed toward a corner of the courtroom.

A tall, thin man in a judicial uniform, wearing a hat, lowered his head and walked toward Lincoln Green.

Rose Taylor secretly worked herself into an emotional state. When she looked up again, she was in tears, “Lincoln, after ten years of marriage, do we really have to come to this?”

Lincoln Green’s body stiffened, but he said nothing.

Seeing this, Rose Taylor suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Lincoln Green’s sleeve. “Lincoln, I admit my mistakes. Can’t you forgive me just one last time?”

The security personnel beside Lincoln Green immediately tried to stop Rose Taylor, but she stubbornly held on, continuing to entangle herself with Lincoln Green.

“Heh.” Abigail didn’t expect that even at this moment, Rose Taylor wouldn’t give up.

Lincoln Green, who was in front, heard Abigail’s scoff. His heart felt a sharp prick, and he shook off Rose Taylor. “Things have come to this point. Stop dreaming that I’ll let you go.”

“Lincoln…”

In the midst of the struggle, the tall, thin figure suddenly walked toward the two of them.

Abigail glanced at the person and frowned, calling out loudly, “Pullan!”

At the same time, the man in the uniform pulled out a shiny dagger from somewhere and stabbed it toward Lincoln Green’s chest.

“Ahhh!” Rose Taylor screamed in fright, her body retreating several steps and accidentally tripping up the nearby security personnel.

Lincoln Green’s eyes widened in immense fear. A few days ago, he thought he was going to die, but this decaying body managed to hold on. Today, he was determined to divorce Rose Taylor, take back his remaining assets, and ensure this woman faced legal punishment. But now…

Ha ha!

Lincoln Green bitterly laughed. His chest hurt, and he closed his eyes. In the end, he still couldn’t do anything for his daughter!

Clang.

Just when everyone thought Lincoln Green was doomed to die, there was a clang. A cellphone flew and heavily struck the thin man’s wrist. Along with the cellphone, a silver needle flew in the man’s direction, causing a sharp pain in his knee, forcing him to bend over.

The dagger in his hand then fell to the ground with a clang.

In the next moment, Pullan rushed forward at lightning speed, pinning the man’s wrists behind his back with one hand and kicking the man’s leg, making him kneel.

The change happened so quickly that Rose Taylor was left dumbfounded, blankly staring at the man on the ground, then looking up to see Lincoln Green unharmed, her eyes filled with despair.

Abigail stepped forward, pulled the silver needle from the man’s knee, and took off his uniform hat, revealing a familiar face.

It was Johnson, the Green family’s gardener.

He had once joined the mother and daughter in attacking Abigail, which had resulted in the two women breaking their legs. Hadn’t he been arrested?

It seemed that the mother and daughter never pressed charges against Johnson.

Still, Abigail never expected Johnson would show up here and attack Lincoln Green. She couldn’t help but glance at Rose Taylor behind Lincoln Green.

To say this had nothing to do with her would be a lie.

Rose Taylor felt Abigail’s gaze and panicked. She hadn’t expected that such a good opportunity wouldn’t result in Johnson finishing off the old man.

She knew his heart had recently undergone surgery. Even a deeper stab could have easily killed him, or at the very least, knocked him out so that the trial couldn’t continue. But now, not only did he remain unharmed, but Johnson was also caught on the spot. What was she going to do?

Rose Taylor was completely rattled.

“Why did you attack Lincoln Green? Did someone order you to?” Abigail asked every word clearly to the man kneeling on the ground.

But Johnson only lowered his head, silent like a piece of wood. Abigail frowned, recalling the previous incident. He had been the same, ruthless and precise with his actions, but silent during interrogation.

Abigail couldn’t help but wonder how much value Rose Taylor and her daughter offered him to make him commit murder in court.

“Young Madame, let me question him,” Pullan said, but Abigail waved him off, turning to the judicial officers. “We will pursue this matter to the end. I hope the court can give us a satisfactory explanation.”

“Apologies, Mr. Green, Miss Green. This incident was indeed our oversight. We will definitely give you an explanation,” the responsible judicial officer said apologetically, ordering subordinates to take Johnson away.

An incident involving a weapon that almost killed the plaintiff in court was extremely serious, practically a challenge to the judicial authority.

For the plaintiff’s side, it was also a major error on the court’s part.

Once the judicial officers took Johnson away, order resumed in the courtroom. But Rose Taylor’s face turned even paler, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. Subconsciously, she looked at the departing Johnson.

Originally, they had planned to make a move on Lincoln Green at the hospital. But Brandon Piers’ people were always watching, so they had no chance to act, forcing them to take the risk of having Johnson infiltrate the court.

Rose Taylor had not expected Pullan to react so quickly, dashing their hopes and getting Johnson captured as well…

The more Rose Taylor thought about it, the more unwilling she felt!

Following Rose Taylor’s gaze to the departing Johnson, Abigail recalled noticing that although thin and dark, Johnson wasn’t unattractive. Usually, he kept his head down and slouched, hiding his features. As she considered this, Abigail suddenly paused. She finally understood why Felix Harrison had seemed vaguely familiar. Johnson was Felix!

Although their appearances had significantly diverged, and the boy in the photo looked like a clean and handsome youth, while Johnson seemed a poor middle-aged man, ground down by life, their bone structure and features didn’t lie.

Abigail’s medical training made her highly perceptive to human skeletal structure. She hadn’t considered this before, but one quick look and her current guess confirmed it almost certainly—Johnson was Felix.

If that were the case, it explained why he was willing to kill for Rose Taylor. He was trading his life for the mother and daughter’s freedom and wealth!

Ruby Green was very likely Johnson’s daughter.

And Johnson had been a gardener at the Green’s Mansion for many years.

“Ha.” Abigail couldn’t help but look at Rose Taylor then at Lincoln Green. Should she say her father was too foolish, or that Rose Taylor was recklessly bold?

Lincoln Green noticed his daughter’s sudden sympathetic look at him and was confused. “Abigail…”

Abigail shook her head. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m okay.” Lincoln Green quickly nodded. He had also recognized Johnson and now looked at Rose Taylor with even colder eyes.

This woman never changed, did she?