After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 720

Mr. Jett found it laughable. “I didn't order the arrest, old Mrs. Gamble, this is a presidential command. The seal on this arrest warrant was stamped by the director, I am just executing orders. So... if you have any complaints, you can go to the President.”

The President...

Upon hearing that it was a presidential command, almost everyone in the Gamble family turned pale.

They all stared at Mr. Jett in shock.

After speaking, Mr. Jett coldly ordered, “Take him away!"

So... the Gambles didn't even have time to react before Christian was taken away.

By the time old Mrs. Gamble reacted, he had gone far away and she cried out mournfully, "This is an injustice!"

She collapsed onto the ground and Harold rushed to catch her saying, "Grandma--"

After settling down old Mrs. Gamble, Harold hurriedly prepared to go back to hotel.

This incident could only be Franklin's doing if it could alarm the President.

his sleeve and tearfully said, "Harold, I'm sorry for always being mean to you. I know I say some hurtful things

her come over again, he couldn't help but speak harshly, "If you hadn't spoiled him, would he still make such

long as she could get her son out, she would listen even if

bothered with her anymore, so he

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legs elegantly crossed as he held his phone

his frustration, speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne, isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular? My brother may have made a mistake, but does that warrant sending

it might be a minor offense, but who's to say he won't be selling our country’s secrets tomorrow, Mr. Gamble? Especially considering he works

and looked at Harold with a cold

With you as his brother protecting him all the

walked out of her bedroom and saw Harold looking upset. She had just answered

and with one last hope in his heart, begged her pleadingly, "Deputy Chief, can you please spare my little brother?" Sylvia was taken

Harold remained silent.

be stupid

in jail," Franklin said elegantly while pouring tea into Sylvia's cup; tea leaves floated up and down

throughout the entire room; it was extremely pleasant

“I see... Mr. Gamble, I cannot save him