Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Chapter 904

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...”

voice got

his lips. He knew that, and

something is done,

had said that it is better to let it

at that time,

he had ever wanted

everything, but

no smile on

regret drug

Just let

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

in front of the police

Stanford had already pushed the car door open, and

said, “I

faint

him and

had used his connection in advance, so they didn’t need a lot of tedious procedures. And a meeting

interview room of the police department, there was no one in the room but the officers

visit her, her

“Stanford...”

in the chair

over, but was stopped by Atwood, “Sit down

trust me. I didn't kill anyone. I was framed by Simona. She wanted to harm me. You

Stanford interrupted her

but he had watched it and saw

froze for a

detain you for nothing?” Stanford's voice was gloomy, “You tell

popped

incredulously at the same time. Amanda

deny this in her mind. She would never admit it, “She is jealous

is jealous of you?” Stanford sneered. “Why would

Lindsay was a little

her with no expression, “I'll ask you one

“I haven’t……”

feet off the ground across the table. Stanford’s face was cold

neckline was so tight that she could barely breathe. Her face flushed,

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