I became DIO's vicious stepmother

"Why do you have to worry about everything? As long as they can't find that man, they can't prove anything."

Dio looked at me with a nonchalant attitude, "You just have to insist that you haven't seen him, unless they can dive into the sea and salvage that man, but at that time, he should have Eaten up by the fish in the sea."

...I almost forgot, this little villain is a wild way, as can be seen from his reckless and bold actions in the original book.

"Having said that, I'm still flustered..."

In fact, I have done everything I can, just in case I even stripped off Dalio’s clothes and burned them, so that even if he is fished out, he cannot be judged by the clothes on his body. identity.The rate of solving crimes in this era is actually not very good. In about ten years, Jack the Ripper will be on the stage. Jack killed so many people, but the police still failed to find him in the end. His identity is still a mystery.

Who cares that much about a rotten alcoholic in the ghetto?

Maybe it's really because I'm a modern person and I've never done anything illegal, so I'm a little too anxious and sensitive...

"Why are you panicking? I will prove it for you. After all, I am that man's biological son. There is no reason to lie for my stepmother, right?"

Dio snorted softly, "I came back from school because I was sick. I stayed with my stepmother all day and didn't see my father."

"..."

Yes, it can still be like this...

It suddenly dawned on me, because Dior was so bad that I didn't even realize that he was actually my partner at this time.

With Dio's testimony, as long as he doesn't betray me, I'm safe.At least for now, he is tied to my interests, and there is no reason to betray me.

"Then we will report him as missing." I stared at Dio and said, "No matter how many years, he is considered missing. Maybe he ran away and hid after owing gambling debts, who knows."

"Okay." Dio looked at me and said meaningfully, "Even if he is found in the end, there is no evidence that we did it. If you don't plan to remarry, I will be your stepson who can inherit the inheritance. When I grow up , I can also share wealth and power with you. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you plan to remarry in the future..."

"I'll talk about the future. I will take care of you until you are independent."

I quickly changed the topic, and no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.Will Dior share wealth and power with me?I wouldn't believe his shit unless I was crazy, thank goodness he didn't kill me.

Of course, on the surface, I couldn't expose him to prevent him from getting angry, so I made a promise to him hypocritically.

As far as I am concerned, I really have no plans to remarry. In fact, before I crossed over, I didn't even have a boyfriend before, and I directly became the stepmother of a vicious child!But this does not prevent me from hugging left and right in the future and becoming a rich woman playing happy balls.

Of course, what happens in the future is uncertain, maybe I will meet true love, a man who agrees with me in philosophy and soul and knows how to respect women, such as a man like George Joestar, I will be very willing to marry.

So after reaching an agreement with Dior, I finally felt a little relieved.Then while Dior stayed in the room reading, I rehearsed my acting in front of the mirror repeatedly just to be on the safe side.

A day later, pretending to ask how things were going, I went to Cook's office.

Cook was taken aback when he saw me, and first told me regretfully that they had made a mistake at work, and unexpectedly my husband was released a day earlier.He was very sorry, because of the accident, and the guards did not notify them, so they did not meet Dalio on the day of fishing law enforcement.

"I'm sorry ma'am, this matter is indeed our negligence, but you don't have to worry, we will be responsible for tracking it to the end."

He repeatedly promised me that since he had already received the deposit, he would definitely settle the matter, and then cautiously probed: "Did your husband not come home that night?"

"No, I thought you'd managed to get him arrested! I wouldn't even know he was released early if you hadn't told me you hadn't seen him..."

I showed an impeccable terrified expression after rehearsing dozens of times, and asked fearfully and anxiously, "Do you know where he went? My God, I'm so afraid that he will suddenly come back and beat me. What should I do?" what to do?!"

"That's the problem, at the moment no one knows where your husband has gone."

Cook looked at me in embarrassment, "Up to now, our employees have investigated all the places your husband might go, but everyone said that they have never seen him. Even the tavern he frequented, the guests in it said It's been three months since old Brando went to jail for beating his wife."

"How is this possible...then where will he go?" I asked very uneasily.

"Do you know if he has ever been in debt, or offended anyone?"

"This... I don't know very well." I thought for a while and said, "My husband often gambles after drinking, but I dare not ask about it, so I don't know his debt situation. As for the person he offended , that's too much... Is this related to his disappearance?"

"It's hard to say, we won't know until after the investigation."

Cook sighed, as if trying to reassure me, he said to me, "Don't worry too much, we will notify you once we find out your husband's whereabouts, and the final payment will be settled after the entrustment between us is completed , if your husband has been absent and we cannot complete the work, we will return the deposit to you."

"Then I will trouble you..."

Having said that, two hundred pounds is a lot of money, and I'm worried they'll be looking too hard for Dalio and find something.

However, at this time, canceling the entrustment would seem like a cover-up, so we can only take one step at a time.

Anyway, the current detection technology is limited, and it is impossible for them to fish Dalio out of the sea, and there should be no witnesses that night.

"But I still hope you don't call the police... I'm worried about the entrustment between us..."

"Don't worry about this. We will not report the case on behalf of the client. We will entrust private investigators to investigate this matter. Please rest assured that we will keep the client's information 100% confidential, and no third party will know about it. But for security reasons Thinking about it, I still suggest you, if your husband hasn't come home, you'd better take the initiative to report the crime, otherwise it may cause unnecessary trouble..."

"You're right, God, I'm really dizzy, so I'm going to trouble you with this matter."

Cook's suggestion is actually quite right. If Dalio has been missing and I don't report the crime, it will seem too suspicious.

I don't know how capable private detectives are. Anyway, as long as it's not Sherlock Holmes or Conan, I don't believe they can find anything.

So I smiled with difficulty, looking a little in a trance, thanked Cook, and returned home.

life is hard...

Who would have thought that I would one day become an outlaw?It's all Dior's fault!

After waiting for about a week, Cook has never contacted me, and I don’t know if they have started an investigation. There is no follow-up on Dalio’s incident for the time being.

But I counted the days to come, so before Dior went back to school, I took the initiative to take Dior to Scotland Yard to surrender.

"It's like this. My husband disappeared. He was supposed to be released from prison a week ago, but he hasn't come home so far. I was worried that something happened to him, so I came to report the crime."

I rehearsed so hard countless times for this day, and I behaved impeccably in front of the police, completely like a wife worried about her husband's disappearance.

In order to prove that I was telling the truth, Dio said that he came back from school the day before his father was released from prison, and planned to welcome Dalio out of prison with me. During this time, he was at home every day and never saw Dalio. .

Because Dalio is just a scum and alcoholic in a slum, a scum from the bottom of society, after the police heard what I said, they didn't pay much attention to it. They just made a simple record and made a routine questioning.

In the end, they said that they would investigate the drunks in London and let me prepare myself for my husband to flee London or die drunk on the street.

"Oh my God, can such a thing happen..."

I pretended to be scared and cried out with a "wow", took out a handkerchief and started sobbing.

"Just to tell you that there is a possibility. We have dealt with many similar cases. Generally, the first thing a husband who has been imprisoned for domestic violence is to seek revenge from his wife, or to get drunk first. If you haven't seen your husband since he's been drinking too much then that's probably what's happening. It's freezing cold and a lot of drunks are freezing to death on the streets, we'll check what we found recently If there is your husband inside, we will inform you, Mrs. Brando." The policeman said.

"Then trouble you..."

I know the truth that too many words will lead to mistakes. Although the police will not spend too much effort to investigate a missing low-level scumbag, the first thing to do is to complete the task of reporting the case to prevent yourself from being suspected of murdering your husband. was severely punished.

After all, since ancient times, the whole world has been hating women the same.Once she resists domestic violence and kills her husband for any reason, the woman will be sentenced to death.

...Although I am really wronged, this is what Dior did, but I can't explain it.Forget it, the matter has come to this point, I can only think of how to remedy it.

In fact, I have never dared to think about what would happen if Dalio succeeded that day.

I have always been too naive, thinking that if he is not good at that, this kind of thing may happen without precautions.Just recalling the situation that day is unbearable, and it has cast a great shadow on me so far. If he succeeds, it will simply cause physical and mental torture. I probably really can’t stand the nausea. Kill him with your hands...

... I still have to thank Dior for helping me, even if he is for his own purpose, at least he didn't let me break my bottom line.

more than three months later.

Things seem to have gone quiet with Dalio, and the police haven't been able to bring any follow-up.

Just when I was almost letting go of this matter and my spirit gradually relaxed, a detective suddenly came to visit me.