After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 714

Chaz heard Harold cursing at him.

Thinking that his power is not as great as Harold's, he can only play a subordinate role and turn a deaf ear to what he hears.

However, he still wanted to save face. He whispered, "Mr. Gamble, I'm sorry. It was a moment of madness that led me to do such a thing."

“Is apologizing enough? If it is, then why do we need the law?" Harold glared at him irritably. "Just go away and don't let me see you again.” It was annoying just to look at him.

Chaz quickly turned around and left. After he got into the elevator, he remembered that he was supposed to find Harold to apologize and admit his mistake.

But as he thought about Harold's attitude towards him earlier, he couldn't help but feel that if he told the truth, Harold would probably kill him on the spot.

He felt lucky again and thought, “Is Franklin really that amazing? Can he uncover the truth?"

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stopped on the same floor. Two men stepped out of

office, one in front and one behind. Harold's face stiffened when he saw Franklin, but then he forced a rigid smile and said, "Mr. Maskelyne, it's not very hospitable of

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chilling coldness emanated from the corner of his

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simple sentence felt like a heavy hammer hitting

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reward of one million, but his

and walked out, clutching the bank card inside which there was one million

headed straight to the garage

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when she saw him. "Mr. Bentley, please come inside. Zoe, Lisa and everyone else are all waiting for you!" Tucker

by the procuress into a spacious private room. Inside, several women lounged on the sofas, some reclining, some lying down, all dressed provocatively and stylishly, waiting for him. The procuress quickly said, "Mr. Bentley is here,

see!" said the heavily made-up woman in a coquettish voice. The procuress gave a few more instructions and then cleverly went

enough, the fragrance of women outside is irresistible. They speak with a gentle and charming tone, and know how to please

private room was kicked open by several