Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 530: Killing Her Would Dirty Your Hands...

Chapter 530: Chapter 530: Killing Her Would Dirty Your Hands...

The taxi wasn’t fast to begin with, and Malcom Moore was driving a Ferrari. It didn’t take long before the taxi was stopped by Malcom’s Ferrari.

Malcom got out of the car, approaching the taxi with a cold demeanor.

The taxi driver was sitting in the driver’s seat, trembling, and silently lamented, "Sure enough, one shouldn’t earn ill-gotten money, nor pose as a good guy!"

Not seeing Serena, Malcom asked sternly, "Where’s the person from earlier?"

The taxi driver feigned ignorance, "What person?"

Malcom’s eyes, as if they could see through people’s hearts, were fixed on the taxi driver as he asked in a deep voice, "The girl who got on your car earlier."

The taxi driver mentally apologized to Serena and looked at Malcom, "She... she got off."

Malcom’s mischievous eyes squinted coldly, "Got off?"

Thinking Malcom didn’t believe him, the taxi driver quickly said, "Yes, she got off shortly after leaving the hospital and gave me some money to keep driving..."

Before the taxi driver could finish his words, Malcom turned and rushed back to his Ferrari, then drove at top speed back towards the hospital.

Watching the Ferrari vanish into the distance, the taxi driver couldn’t help but complain, "So handsome and wealthy, yet forcing marriage? This girl too! If it were me, I’d have gotten cleaned up and waited on the bed already."

...

Meanwhile, Serena pushed open Ivy Wood’s office door and immediately saw Ivy sitting there.

Her intent to kill was heavy, and she sprinted directly towards Ivy.

"Ivy Wood, you killed my mother—now I want your life!" Serena yelled fiercely, pulling the concealed scalpel from her coat and thrusting it forcefully at Ivy.

Ivy was startled, hurriedly dodging.

While dodging, she looked at Serena and questioned, "Serena, have you gone mad?"

Holding the sharp scalpel, Serena stabbed at Ivy repeatedly, "I want to kill you—to avenge my mother!"

Ivy grabbed Serena’s wrist holding the knife, speaking righteously, "Why are you coming after me to avenge your mother? I didn’t..."

At this point, Ivy couldn’t continue. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She indeed killed Serena’s mother, but how did Serena find out?

Could it be...

Serena stared at Ivy, her eyes terrifyingly blood-red.

Taking advantage of Ivy’s moment of distraction, Serena broke free and again raised the scalpel, stabbing fiercely at Ivy.

Ivy reacted and hurriedly dodged.

But she was ultimately a step too slow, pierced in the shoulder by the scalpel, with blood immediately spreading.

Ivy couldn’t care about the pain; her survival instinct was fully aroused, along with a desire to kill.

She thought: Serena has entered her office with a knife, intending to kill—if she kills Serena, it would be legitimate self-defense.

And if Serena dies, she would never again have a chance with Malcom...

Ivy launched a counterattack, battling with Serena.

Serena was inherently weak, not yet recovered, fighting only fueled by hatred against Ivy, who was healthy and experienced.

But now, Ivy’s survival instinct and desire to kill were triggered, quickly putting Serena at a disadvantage.

Ivy gripped Serena’s hand, forcefully reversing the scalpel toward Serena’s heart.

Serena fought back desperately.

Yet the sharp scalpel kept inching closer toward her heart.

As the scalpel, intended for murder, was just about to pierce Serena’s heart...

Bang!

The door to Ivy’s office was kicked open.

Malcom appeared, fierce and anxious.

Seeing the situation inside, he approached quickly and kicked Ivy away.

Malcom kicked hard.

Ivy was sent flying, crashing to the ground, immediately spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Serena, without hesitation, approached with the scalpel, determined to kill Ivy and avenge her mother.

Malcom saw, and hugged Serena tightly, "Honey, don’t! Don’t do this!"

He glanced at Ivy lying on the ground, his eyes cold and murderous, "Let the police handle this woman; she’ll rot in prison!"

Then, he looked at Serena with gentle eyes and continued, "Don’t kill her, she’s not worth it—she’ll only dirty your hands!"

But Serena wouldn’t listen to Malcom.

She cared for nothing now, thinking only of one thing: kill Ivy—to avenge her mother!

She struggled madly, determined to kill Ivy.

But no matter how she struggled, Malcom’s grip was too tight for her to break free.

Serena turned her head, glaring coldly at Malcom, "Let go! Let go of me!"

Malcom refused, "Honey..."

"Let go!" Serena’s eyes were chillingly terrifying, "Don’t make me hate you!"

Malcom: "..."

Let her hate him—it was better than staining her hands with blood.

Ivy could die, but not now, and certainly not at Serena’s hands.

"Honey, she will die, but not here," Malcom spoke, reaching for the scalpel in Serena’s hand.

Serena resisted.

During their struggle, the sharp scalpel cut Malcom’s hand.

Serena froze.

Taking the chance, Malcom took the scalpel from Serena.

Ivy climbed up from the ground and looked at Malcom, complaining woefully, "Malcom, she’s gone mad! She came at me with a knife—she wants to kill me!"

Saying this, she looked at Malcom’s bleeding wound: "See, she’s even trying to kill you now!"

Malcom threw the scalpel to the ground, his eyes cold and murderous as he stared at Ivy, "Ivy, today is your death day!"

Ivy looked at Malcom with suffering eyes, "Malcom, are you going to help her kill me too?"

Malcom did not answer Ivy’s question; his voice was frigid to the extreme, "You wicked woman! Killing you would soil my hands!"

Ivy looked at Malcom, refusing to admit her crime, "What did I do wrong? She’s the one trying to kill me!"

"Hmph!" Malcom scoffed, "I won’t let her kill you because it would dirty her hands—not because you’re innocent!"

Ivy looked at Malcom and asked, "Did Grace tell you something?"

Malcom did not speak, his eyes murderous as he gazed at Ivy.