Atwood opened the door and walked in.

Marlon stood up, “It seems that Mr. James didn't want to ask me anything. Then I'll leave.”

Stanford didn't say anything, and Marlon took it as approval.

After Marlon went out, Atwood asked, “What did he say?”

“What’s the result of what I asked you to check?” Stanford James skipped the question. Now he wants to know whether Simona Flores is related to her.

Atwood shook his head, “The information I found is basically the same as her resume.”

Nothing else can be found.

“The same?” Stanford obviously didn't believe it. He narrowed his eyes. “You and I will go to the police department.”

With his eyes looking down, Atwood did not ask any more, and said yes.

They left the company. While Atwood was driving, he kept looking at Stanford in the rearview mirror, wondering what would the man told him in the office.

Amanda really did not commit suicide?

So how did she die?

“Mr. James, who is that man?” Atwood asked.

Stanford’s expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with unnoticeable great anger.

He slowly raised his head, “Do you think she will commit suicide?”

Atwood didn't grasp the meaning of his words for an instant, but he quickly realized what Stanford was referring to.

For so long, this has always been a taboo, and no one dared to mention it to him.

But at the moment, he mentioned it because of that man?

He thought for a while, “I don't know.”

He really didn’t know.

“I used to think that it was because of me. I hurt her so much...”

his voice got choked, “Atwood Barret, I

his lips. He knew that, and he knew all his

done, it cannot

that it is better to let it

at that time,

had ever

moment, he had everything, but he wasn’t

was no smile on his

no regret drug in

let

only think of such a sentence. What’s done is done and there’s

car stopped in front of

door, Stanford had already pushed the car door open, and his weakness in the car was gone. He

said, “I called

faint hum,

him and

in advance, so they didn’t need a lot of tedious procedures.

was no one in the room but the officers guarding the door, and Lindsay Leroy in

her, her eyes were red

“Stanford...”

sat in the

over, but was stopped by

kill anyone. I was framed by Simona. She

Stanford

might believe her at the moment, but he had watched it and saw the hideous and

for a moment.

voice was gloomy, “You tell

eyes popped open

at the same time. Amanda was

said?” Lindsay clenched her hand, thinking how to deny this in her mind. She would never

you?” Stanford sneered.

was a little

kill her?” Stanford James stared at her with no expression, “I'll ask you one last

“I haven’t……”

her by the collar and almost lifted her feet off the ground across the table. Stanford’s face was cold and his eyes turned red. “Why didn't I find

barely breathe. Her face flushed, but she still refused to admit

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