Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1108 Murder for Money

Atlas patted my back gently to comfort me.

Gavin had finished his meal. He wiped his mouth, sighed, and said, "When Eric was cremated, Jonah regretted it deeply and blamed himself for not trying harder to stop Eric. He cried inconsolably that day when he saw Eric's wife and kids." "What happened next?" I asked.

Finn hurriedly walked over and refilled Gavin's plate. Gavin gave him a thumbs up.

"A few days later, he heard that Byron took over the cable factory. Jonah went to confront him and accused him of being up to something. Byron was very polite at that time and explained why he had taken over the cable factory. Jonah was furious." "Anyone would be angry. He was taking advantage of someone else's crisis," someone commented, slamming the table.

Lauren immediately countered, "He wasn't just taking advantage of a crisis. He murdered someone for money."

"Why did Jonah leave Gerby then?" I asked.

choice. After that, Jonah was constantly attacked. He was innocent, but he would get beaten up every few days. He felt that something was wrong. He hadn't offended anyone, but no matter where he went, trouble followed. "Later, he saw Byron again, driving a luxurious

was just trying to show off

to work for me. If you do, it will at least reduce your beatings. Otherwise, you won't survive anywhere. You don't like me, do you? I repay resentment with kindness. Just keep looking at me until you like me.' After hearing that, Jonah finally understood why those things had been

asked, "Does he still have

and said, "Jonah is very resourceful. He said he changed his phone several times, but neverthrew away that old phone. He would occasionally dig that video out to watch it. And then, one day, he saw a murder report online,

more suspicious it seemed, so he didn't delete that video. He kept it, thinking that if something like

asked eagerly, "Can you tell us what's

his hand, waving his phone, and we all gasped

snatched the phone to watch the video. The footage wasn't clear. It was shot through a dirty workshop window, and maybe the rain outside made the images

Byron. He tinkered with a car, inside and out, bending over to check

table excitedly, saying, "This is enough to prove his intentions. Fantastic! That

stared at the