The Wife Is A Superstar 8

Chapter 1542 Murder Case

Jennie and Lisa heard what happened the next day. Louis informed them first thing in the morning. They were still in their bedroom, wearing pyjamas, with their twin sons.

The husband and wife looked at each other.

"This is a clear murder case," Jennie said. "Someone wants to silence the curator that they even murdered an innocent nurse to use her appearance and credentials to do the deed."

Lisa didn't say anything as he was busy herding their sons off the bed, but his expression showed that he, too, was shocked at what happened in Paris after they left.

"I must call Ashandra," Jennie murmured. "I'm worried about her."

After only a few rings, Ashandra Knightson picked up the call. "Ruby, have you heard what happened already?"

"Yes!" Jennie replied. "I think you should leave France soon, Ashandra. What happened to your curator at the hospital ICU makes it clear that something more sinister is happening. This is not a simple case of hate crime anymore. It's a deliberate targeted murder case!"

"I know. I'm already packing."

Jennie heaved a sigh of relief. "Good. I'll ask my husband to arrange one of his private jets for you."

"I won't reject your offer this time, Ruby. I was so frightened and shaky that I could barely think straight. It's only thanks to the bodyguards you arranged for me that I managed to even function again in the first place. They're the ones who reminded me that I might be the real target. I don't know if that's true or not, but I sure as hell won't want to risk my life here in Paris. I already announced the termination of my art exhibition."

"Okay, Ashandra. Don't panic too much. If you're not sure about what to do next, just rely on the bodyguards for now. We'll figure out what to do next once you leave France."

"I'll do my best. Thank you, Ruby."

Jennie gave Ashandra a few more words of advice. After the phone call, Jennie asked for her husband's help.

"No problem, love," Lisa said after hearing about it. "Let me arrange the private jet now."

Jennie took over changing the twins' clothes while Lisa called someone on his phone to make the private flight arrangements for Ashandra Knightson.

"Done," he said after the phone call. "Someone will contact Ashandra to ask for her departure preferences."

"Thanks, hon." She stood on her tippy-toes and kissed the corner of his cheek.

He held her waist and squeezed it a little. Then he gave her luscious lips a quick peck.

"Chi chi yah yah!" (Mochi wants a kiss, too!)

Although Jennie and Lisa didn't understand what their son was talking about, they could guess by his actions.

Jennie chuckled, instantly improving her mood. "Come, my little sweetheart. Mommy will give you a kiss."

She lifted the clingy baby and gave each of his cheeks a loud, smacking kiss. Little Mochi giggled, loving all the attention his mommy was showering on him.

Then she felt a light tug on her pyjama pants.

It was Liam. "Mama, uh uh." (Mommy, I want a kiss, too.)

Of course, Jennie had no reason to reject her son's request. She handed Levi to her husband and lifted Liam next. She also gave Liam's each cheek a loud, smacking kiss.

The baby's reaction was more subdued compared to his lively elder twin brother, but there was still a clear smile on Little Matcha's face.

Afterwards, the husband and wife also freshened up and changed into appropriate day outfits. The family headed out of their bedroom for breakfast.