The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 963 Commit Suicide
“Lydia! Hello?” Jlooked at her phone and saw the call had disconnected.
Lydia’s words froze her heart. She leaped out of the car and ran back towards the hospital.
“Slow down! You might trip yourself. Let’s find out what’s going on first.” Brandon called to her from behind. “Lydia said that two
men stole her baby.” Suddenly, something occurred to Janet. She turned to Brandon saying, “Is... Is the Larson Group involved?
Is it your plan?”
Brandon shook his head. “I wouldn’t let anyone do such a thing.”
He might have been unscrupulous sometimes, but on principle, he would never hurt the weak, especially a new mother.
Just as Jbegan to get really nervous, one of the crowd suddenly looked up and shouted, “Is that a person standing up
there? On the rooftop of the hospital?” “Oh my God! I think it’s a woman!”
Jraised her hand to block the dazzling sunlight and looked up at the rooftop. She could just about make out a woman.
“It’s Lydia. She’s going to jump,” said Brandon nodding his head.

He calmly pulled out his phone and called the police. He explained what was going on and gave them the hospital’s address.
Jwas frightened. What should she do first? Find the baby or try and save Lydia? Her head was all a mess and she didn’t
know.
Brandon disconnected his phone and saw Jwas still in a daze. He turned to her and said, “Let’s save Lydia first. The baby
will be okay for now. They won’t hurt her, not if they took her to use her as a bargaining chip to threaten Lydia with.”
Jnodded. As they headed up to the rooftop to try and talk Lydia down, she found there was already a crowd of onlookers
building up.
“I know her! That’s the woman whose husband was shot yesterday! Why is she trying to kill herself?” “Hasn’t she just had a
baby? Oh my god that’s so sad!” “I heard the Larson Group have been silencing public opinion. I guess they pushed her too far.”

The people around were talking about Lydia and the Larson Group, but none of them were thinking of trying to help her. How
cold could they get?
As Jwas about to lose her temper, Brandon grabbed her shoulder, saying, “Calm down. Lydia and Jethro have been all over
the news. If you get all emotional and say the wrong thing, the media will put it all on you.”
Jtried her best to control her temper and shouted, “For pity’s sake, please put down your phones and stop filming. She’s just
given birth! Have scompassion! Her poor emotions have taken a battering! Please don’t make this any worse than it already

is.”
After talking the crowd down, Jand Brandon rushed to the rooftop together.
There was already a group of doctors and nurses talking to Lydia up there.
Lydia shouted to be heard over the bleak wind, “If you don’t give my baby back, I’ll jump.”
She stepped over the railing and was about to fall. It looked like a gust of wind might blow her over the edge. Scared as she was,
Jasked a nurse beside her, “What happened to Lydia’s baby?”
The nurse replied anxiously, “I don’t know. Someb*ody went in to see Lydia, and then the baby disappeared. It happened during
the lunch break. I was off shift, and no one got a good look at the person who did it.”
Jmoved closer to Lydia, standing at the edge of the roof, and said, “Cdown, please. We’ll find your baby and make
sure she returns to you.”
Lydia’s eyes were filled with despair. She looked at Jand shook her head. “You took my baby away. Don’t deny it!”
Lydia saw Brandon in the crowd and immediately becmore agitated. She asked him in a sharp voice, “Brandon, why are you
doing this to me? I’ll jump now.” “No!” Everyone on the rooftop shouted at the stime, trying to stop her. Every move she
made tore at their heart strings.
With a tense look on his face, Brandon said, enunciating clearly, “I didn’t tell anyone to steal your baby. The Larson Group would
never do anything to hurt women and children.”
“Well, your brute killed my husband, and now you want to killand my daughter.” Lydia looked at Brandon, numb with hatred.

She stood at the edge of the rooftop and, with no emotion in her voice, said, “I’m asking you for the last time. Giveback my
baby or I’ll jump! I want everyone to know the Larson Group’s true colors.”

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