My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Almost instantly, Bradley noticed that the woman in the black SUV bore a striking resemblance to Esther.
“Turn around! Follow that black SUV!” he commanded.
The driver, nearly on the verge of tears upon hearing Bradley’s command, said, “Mr. Warner, we can’t make a U-turn at this
intersection! We can only drive ahead and make a U-turn...”
Bradley’s sinister gaze fell on the back of the driver’s head as he coldly ordered, “Then drive ahead and make a U-turn!”
“Mr. Warner, it’s a red light.”
Furious and annoyed, Bradley pushed open the car door and peered behind. The road was empty. The black SUV from a
moment ago seemed like a hallucination to Bradley.
He opened the car door and sat inside, sternly commanding, “Park the car on the side of the road.”
Puzzled, the driver took advantage of the changing traffic lights and parked the car by the side of the road. Bradley pulled the
driver out and checked the car’s dashcam. Despite attempting to enhance the blurry footage, the image remained hard to
identify.
Bradley then made a call. “It’s me. Check a license plate for me.”
Ten minutes after the call, he received relevant information about the vehicle registration from the hacker with whom he often
collaborated.
Bradley sat back in the car and instructed the driver, “Go to the Sandersons.”
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When the driver took them to the Sandersons, Xara was accompanying the three children during their meal.
Bradley approached Xara quickly. He looked at the innocent eyes of the three children, suppressed his internal anger and
various mixed emotions, and said in a deep voice, “Can we talk?”
Seemingly calm, Xara replied, “Mr. Warner, please have a seat.”
Bradley didn’t sit but instead looked into Xara’s eyes and got straight to the point. “Is Esther really dead?”

Xara widened her eyes and asked, “Mr. Warner, shouldn’t this question be directed to you?”
Bradley had already anticipated Xara’s denial. He took out his tablet, accessed the footage, and questioned, “Is this car yours?”
“Yes,” Xara admitted. “Did you have an accident? Deal with it through the insurance company!”
Bradley pointed to the indistinct features on the screen and asked, “Isn’t she Esther?”
“Mr. Warner, forgive me for being straightforward, but are you sure you’re not letting your thoughts get the better of you?”
Xara refused to admit that Esther was the one driving. She explained that every car in the Sandersons had interference devices,
ensuring the driver’s safety. The dashcam of the other party couldn’t capture the driver’s real face. This ensured the driver’s
safety, especially considering the enemies the Sandersons had made over the years.
“Xara, don’t lie to me!”
Xara shrugged. “If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do.”
Bradley sat down in a chair, his eyes fixed on a face that clearly resembled Esther’s. Despite Xara’s denial, he would wait!