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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 230
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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Learn From a Kind Bitch

If it was any other time, Zayla would have grabbed Amara’s arm, broken it, and taught her a lesson.

But now, she didn’t fight back. Instead, she threw herself into Lincoln’s arms.

“Linkin, she’s so fierce… I didn’t say anything, but she wanted to hit me. I’m so scared…”

Zayla learned from Amara how to behave like a kind bitch.

Amara was dumbfounded….

Lincoln took a step forward and held Zayla tightly in his arms, rubbing her soft hair to comfort her.

His eyes were emotionless, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

He felt good hugging Zayla.

However, the next second, a trace of coldness appeared on his face.

Timothy saw that something was wrong and stepped forward quickly. He smiled, “Mr. Vaughan, Amara was

insensible and scared Ms. Vargas just now… She was just joking and had no ill intentions.”

Lincoln turned to look at Timothy, still hugging Zayla tightly.

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“Zayla is trembling in fear. Mr. Beckley, in your eyes, is it just a joke?”

Hearing Lincoln’s words, Zayla began to tremble and sobbed from time to time…

“Don’t be afraid.”

Lincoln let go of Zayla and pushed her aside gently.

Then, he roared furiously. He reached out to grab Amara by the neck and

pulled her in front of him.

The moment Lincoln tightened his grip, Amara’s feet left the ground. Her face flushed red, and she could not even

cry for help.

“Mr. Vaughan, what are you doing? Amara was just joking with Ms. Vargas, yet you want to murder her on the

spot?”

Timothy was tyrannical throughout the entire San Diego. No one dared to do anything to his daughter.

He was anxious and jumped up to try to save Lincoln, but he was only 5 feet 4 inches tall and could not reach

Lincoln at all.

Felipa was also shocked and stood up to stop Lincoln.

“Linkin, quickly let go.”

When Amara was unable to struggle as if she would die at any time, Lincoln finally let go.

Her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground. Her expression was flustered, and her mind went blank.

Lincoln took the disinfectant tissue from Aziel and cleaned his hands. He smiled evilly and said coldly…

“Mr. Beckley, don’t worry. I was just joking and didn’t have ill intentions.”

Lincoln then nodded at Felipa.

“Grandma, I’ll go out.”

Lincoln held Zayla’s hand and took her out of the Vaughan’s place.

Felipa knew that Lincoln had angered Timothy.

She pretended to blame him.

“Linkin is rude and getting more and more outrageous. I will teach him a lesson later.”

Felipa took the initiative to check Amara’s neck and saw the conspicuous finger marks on it. Lincoln had indeed

wanted to kill Amara!

Felipa asked Alec to bring the medicine kit over.

She looked at Timothy and pretended to be guilty.

“Mr. Beckley, please don’t take it to heart. Linkin loves his wife, so he lost control and hurt your daughter.

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“Last night, Amara drugged Linkin. And today, Linkin hurt Amara. Fortunately, both of them are fine, so we can call

it even.

“I will stand out to clarify the rumors outside for Amara and save her reputation.

“As for these reparations, Linkin is so impolite today, and I can’t accept them. Mr. Beckley, please bring them back.

I am sorry.”

Since Felipa was willing to clarify the rumors in person, Timothy achieved the purpose of his visit.

Although Amara had been wronged, Felipa considered it even. If Timothy pursued the matter, it would appear that

he was petty. After all, Amara was fine.

He made a few more polite remarks.

He then left with Amara…

After they left, Felipa gripped the armrest of the chair worriedly.

“Linkin has always been calm and composed. Why would he be so impulsive today?

“We can’t afford to offend the Beckley family.”

Suddenly, a servant walked in.

“Mrs. Vaughan, there’s a guest.”

“Who?”

The servant replied respectfully, “Mr. Bree’s friend.”