Chapter 804

Alexander turned his head with Henry and saw Cooper running out of the police station. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Cooper said, “Ms. Russell fainted.” Henry’s face immediately stiffened, and soon they saw someone bringing Esme out of the police station. Esme’s face was pale, with a noticeable scratch on her right wrist. Blood was flowing down her arm, leaving spots on the ground.

Alexander shifted slightly, looking at Esme indifferently. “Hurry, take her to the hospital,” Henry reacted, reminding them, “Esme has depression; she might have attempted suicide.” Alexander’s expression remained calm. Esme attempting suicide was nothing new. He had known Esme for so many years and had lost count of how many times she had tried to kill herself.

Before getting into the car, Henry gave Alexander a deep look. “Alexander, Esme is like this, and you still won’t let her go?” “She almost killed my grandmother; I have to do it,” Alexander replied calmly. Henry laughed. “Everyone knows you call the shots here. Whether you let her go or not is just a matter of your word. What are you talking about killing? Don’t you know if Esme killed her or not?”

That was something Vincent wanted to do on his own; what did it have to do with Esme? Alexander just shook his wrist, watching Henry and the convoy leave. Cooper stood to the side, listening quietly, not daring to speak. Alexander glanced at him. It seemed like Cooper was waiting for Alexander’s instructions. In Cooper’s eyes, it seemed that after hearing Henry’s words and seeing Esme’s suicide attempt, Alexander would soften. Unfortunately, Alexander was never one to soften.

“Once Esme’s health recovers, push forward with the process,” Alexander said calmly. “Mr. Tudor, Esme’s mental state might not be good,” Cooper reminded Alexander. Alexander looked up. “Then send Esme to a mental hospital. Do I need to remind you of that?” Alexander’s cold eyes swept over Cooper. Cooper nodded, immediately understanding.

In any case, Esme had to face judgment.

Chapter 804

If Esme wasn’t sick, let her die. If Esme was insane and protected by the law, let her suffer in a mental hospital. In any case, she wouldn’t have a good day! Alexander quickly left the police station. Cooper couldn’t help but sigh, “Alexander is really ruthless.” Even with Henry pleading, Alexander wouldn’t relent. For Esme, if she really ended up in a mental hospital, she might as well be dead. In a place like a mental hospital, even a healthy person would be tortured into illness. The most likely outcome was still death! She might as well die directly!

Alexander drove, with no company work to manage, and went to Kieran’s company out of boredom. Kieran was in a meeting, but when he saw Alexander, his attention immediately shifted. Kieran hurriedly ended the meeting and rushed to his office. Alexander was sitting in his chair, playing games on his computer. Kieran was puzzled, “Alexander, how do you have time to come here?” “I quit my job,” Alexander joked. Kieran pouted, “I don’t believe you.”

“I’m not in a good state, taking a break. Nolan is managing the company for me,” Alexander continued playing the game on the computer, very focused. “It’s almost the end of the year, and I’m so busy I can barely sleep a few hours a day. Seeing you so carefree is worse than killing me!” Kieran poured a cup of coffee for Alexander. Alexander took a sip, his posture lazy and noble, “Really?” Kieran snorted. Alexander smiled and took a photograph out of his pocket.