chapter 2 Lover's identity

After separating from his brother, instead, William had nowhere to go. Go home? He did not know how to face Emma. Inwardly incomparably entangled in pain, he found a small restaurant in the streets and alleys near Lavish Hotel. He then ordered a few dishes and a bottle of Erguotou. He intended to get drunk. He then decided to just stay at the hotel for a few days. He wanted to clear his head before making plans! William took a bite of food and a sip of wine. All he could think about was the happy times with Emma. Maybe it was the strength of the alcohol, after two sips, William's eyes were wet again. People said that the purest feeling was when they were students. Although William and Emma met only after graduation, but in school, he was very familiar with Emma. She was pretty, had good grades, and was a part of the student council. At various parties and events, William could see Emma's beautiful figure. Emma was a popular figure, and naturally, there were a lot of outstanding boys around her. William was prepared for this. At their wedding night, sure enough, Emma was not a virgin. But William didn't care. Marriage was a lifelong commitment. Let bygones be bygones. As long as Emma was willing to accompany him in his future life, it was enough. After having a daughter, the small worries in William's heart finally dissipated. Emma was not only his wife, but also the mother of his child. Because of his daughter, the relationship between the two people had become closer. Even if there were other men who coveted Emma, William wasn't afraid. All his thoughts are on making money, earning money for his wife and daughter to spend. His heart also envisioned a better life in the future. But the company suddenly had an accident, knocking him down from the peak of complacency to the abyss. Today, he witnessed Emma's cheating, which made William lose all his confidence. Emma, in vain, I was devoted to you. But you gave me a cuckold! What should I do? William drank the wine in his cup. He forced himself to calm down. Being in jail for more than a year was not all bad. In prison, he came into contact with many cellmates. Each with their own stories and their own skills. On the contrary, he became mature. In the past, if his wife cheated on him and caught him in the act, he would never hold his breath. But if he was impulsive, made a move and hurt people! Then he really had nothing left. The man drove an A8, a conservative estimate of two million, plus four number six license plates, which showed that his background was strong. According to general experience, the other party's wealth was at least in the tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions. This kind of person could make him dead with a flick of his fingers! He won't do anything that would send him to his death. At this moment, William's brain was unprecedentedly clear. He must made preparations. On the one hand, he had to get the exact evidence of Emma's cheating. If he ended up breaking the face of Emma, the evidence he had could help him stand in a favorable position. Moreover, his daughter could never be taken away by Emma. That man, too! He absolutely couldn't let him go either. On the other hand, he would try to work hard to save the marriage. After all, he and Emma had lived a happy life before, and had a child to bond with. If, in the end, he could keep his family intact, it would be the best outcome for the children and the elderly. If Emma apologized for her mistakes, he could keep this matter in his heart forever. Thinking about this, William's heart slowly calmed down. In prison, the biggest thing he learned was not to be impulsive. How many people had paid a terrible price because of impulsiveness? Because the law would never consider human feelings! Yet, William didn't want to stand by and watch others sleep with his wife and hit on his children's ideas. He had to suppress his anger and act like nothing's wrong. He even had to act excited. After all, he was lucky enough to be released from jail early. He must not let Emma find out that he knew about her cheating. After a meal, William was ready to find a small hotel to rest for a while. But just as he stepped out of the alley, he spotted the car that he would never miss recognizing in his life. An A8 with four number six on the tail number. It was Emma's lover's car! Blood rushed to William's head in an instant. The car had just turned a corner and went onto the main road. It should had sent Emma back before it went back to business. William immediately stopped a cab and asked the driver to follow the A8. The driver was a little hesitant at first. But when William gave him two hundred dollar bills. The driver nimbly stepped on the gas and followed. Money was a good thing. Luckily, he was in the city. Otherwise, how could this cab keep up with the A8? With one kick of the gas, they would have thrown it out of sight. Sitting in the backseat, William's mind was in turmoil. Just now he had clearly done a good job of psychological construction. Now he realized that it was all for nothing. A man couldn't easily be calm. If he was driving himself, maybe he would have accelerated directly into the past. Let everyone die together! In the midst of his rambling thoughts, the A8 slowed down. The car turned into an imposing high-rise office building on the side of the road. The security guard on the gate saluted the A8 and let it enter. In the meantime, William also got out of the car, looking up at the building. At the top of the office building were four large red steel letters. Faithview Group. He'd heard of this organization. It was a big group that could be ranked in the top ten in the province. This company was also involved in industries spanning more than a dozen fields. The A8 was already parked in the parking lot. William took out his cell phone and searched the internet for information about the leaders of Faithview Group. The page had scrolled several times. Yet there was no information about the man at all. William frowned and considered for a while. He then fiddled on his phone. William then straightened his clothes, ran across the street, and circled a few times around a parked Panamera. He then pretended to take a few pictures. Then, he acted like he had just seen the A8, and walked excitedly towards the parking lot. "Hey hey hey, stop! What's the deal?" The security guard at the entrance stopped William. William smiled and said, "Hi! I am the editor of a local automobile official account. I would like to take a few pictures of luxury cars as our photographic material, can you let me in?" Saying this, he handed over a cigarette. "What? Don't you know what kind of place this is?" The security guard pushed the cigarette away and said in a bad mood, "Isn't it enough to find the picture from the internet?" William smiled and said, "Finding them online is not as good as taking them in real life, and we will code the license plate number. Moreover, the next issue happens to be about A8! Please let me take a shot!" "No. Go away!" The security guard naturally could not agree. "Okay then!" William laughed bitterly twice before leaving. After a while, he headed back. He continued to dawdle with the security guard, claiming that he had been looking for five days for the A8. It was hard for him to see one A8 in real life. Then there was a flurry of talk, and he was emotionally invested. The photo naturally didn't turn out. But he learned the identity of Emma's lover from the security guard. The other party was the chief assistant and husband to the president of Faithview Group. "So it's also the son of a bitch who cheated on his wife behind her back!" William spat viciously. They would be a long time to come. And they would see each other again!