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.

saw him preparing to leave, she immediately grabbed his sleeve and tearfully said, "Harold, I'm sorry for always being mean to you. I know I say some hurtful things but don't take them too seriously. We only have you

over again, he couldn't help but speak harshly, "If you hadn't spoiled him,

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

bothered with her anymore, so he

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long legs elegantly crossed as he held his phone glancing down at it from

is there something you need?" Harold suppressed his frustration, speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne, isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular? My

offense, but who's to say he won't be selling our country’s secrets tomorrow, Mr.

looked at Harold

stiffened and he felt like he had been hit over the head. "Teach him a lesson so that he learns his lesson. With you as his brother protecting him all the time, he'll

saw Harold looking upset. She had just answered a phone call -

begged her pleadingly, "Deputy Chief, can you please spare my little

Harold remained silent.

pretending to be stupid or

said elegantly while pouring tea into Sylvia's cup; tea leaves floated up and down inside

throughout the entire room; it was extremely pleasant to

couldn't help but curl her lips slightly. “I see... Mr. Gamble, I