Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

253 Chapter 253

"Sadly, none of them can really portray the image of Chloe, that's why you keep going from one woman to another as long as you can find Chloe's replacement, right, Boss?"

Unfortunately, she couldn't say it right in front of Vernon's face as she was afraid he would be angry and destroy things in his office again.

Diamond didn't want to spend another busy week just ordering and buying furniture for Vernon's office again since he was so picky about everything.

"I should've suggested that he put a punching bag inside the velvet room instead. That should be more useful than all the sex toys he had in there," Diamond stated. "Besides, that Velvet room hasn't been used for a while. It's all dusty now."

Diamond also appreciated her boss' patience. After he realized that Chloe was abused and traumatized, he hadn't touched her ever since.

"Guess I got to give him an applause for that, knowing how much of a sex-crazed stud he is."

"Now, back to the topic—" Diamond took out her phone and started typing to make a note. She wanted to point out a few things.

1. Chloe had a fight with two women a week ago. Unknown reason.

2. It was almost impossible for her to be the one who instigated the fight. So it seemed that she might've been bullied.

3. She never told me— or anyone about it. She had been bullied by many over the years.

4. I have a theory about this…

Diamond stopped typing on the fourth point. She hesitated to type the theory she had in mind and tried to rethink it;

'I know that Vincent is such an asshole. Homegirl told me a few things about the abuse she experienced. But she seems to always try to cover up for her ex-husband for no apparent reason.'

'I have a feeling that the one who caused the fights between Chloe and those women is Vincent Gray. After all, he likes to fuck anyone he met.'

'He could just fuck those women and then told them to bully Chloe, right? It's possible knowing there is nobody who wants to hurt a homegirl more than Vincent.'

Diamond was about to cement her theory until she realized there was one thing that made her wonder because she couldn't answer it;

"Why did Vincent Gray, who was obviously an extremely busy man, bullied his own wife? What kind of sin did she do to him? Or he just enjoys her misery? But why?"

The questions started stockpiling in Diamond's head, and she couldn't answer none. Because her homegirl refused to talk more about the abuse and kept it all by herself.

Diamond shook her head in disbelief, "I don't understand why Chloe keeps covering up for that bastard. He is obviously a piece of shit!"

Diamond was frustrated because she felt helpless. If only Chloe had been more active in fighting back, everything would be better.

But…

Diamond took a deep breath, "I can't say that about Chloe. I don't know the extent of trauma she experienced. So it's better to just put this problem aside and focus on the culprit who clawed the homegirl's face two days ago."

Diamond put her phone in her bag and drove to the next destination based on Vernon's credit card information.

**

Diamond parked her car in front of the grocery store where Chloe always does her weekly grocery shopping. It was still morning, so the parking lot was empty.

Diamond walked in and headed straight to the only cashier who had just started his shift.

She stood in front of him with her arms crossed and said, "Is there a manager here? I'd like to speak with him."

The cashier was surprised by the sudden confrontation. He thought he had done something wrong and asked carefully, "I'm sorry, Miss. I don't know if I did something wrong-"

"No, it's not about you. I just want to see the manager because I have a request."

"A request? May I know what it is, Miss?"

Diamond clicked her tongue. She didn't have that much time. So she simply took two hundred bucks out of her wallet and put it in the cashier's chest pocket.

"Let's just cut to the chase and bring me to your manager, okay? I promise it's not about you."

The cashier was shocked by the sudden two hundred bucks in his pocket, but he accepted it in the end and led Diamond to the manager's office's door.

"Miss, I don't dare to knock on the door, and I can only lead you here. Don't tell her that I'm the one who brings you here. I don't want to get into trouble," the cashier warned.

"Mhm, sure, thanks."

After the cashier left, Diamond finally knocked on the door a few times until she heard the voice of a woman who replied from inside, "Come in!"

Diamond opened the door and saw a middle-aged woman who was surprised by her sudden presence. But she kept her professionality and asked politely, "Is there something I can do, Miss?"

"Yes," Diamond replied. "Mind if I sit in, because I want to ask about something private."

The manager noticed the seriousness, and her face turned solemn instantly, "Please sit down and let me know if there is something I can help you with."

Diamond sat directly facing the manager's desk, and she quickly uttered her intention.

"I want to see the CCTV from two days ago."

The manager frowned, she had to be careful with customers, and this woman in front of her didn't seem to be an easy one to appease;

"May I know what you need it for, Miss?"

Diamond kept up with her arrogant posture. She crossed her legs and replied with a confident yet cold voice;

"I heard there was a fight happening in this store between two women two days ago. That woman is my client's wife, and he wants to press charges on whoever hurt her that day."