On the way back home, Atwood got a phone call.

It was relevant to Lindsay, so he wondered if he should inform Stanford or not.

Stanford slightly frowned, “Go ahead.”

Finally, Atwood said honestly, “Lindsay said she has something to tell you.” Then he added, “I received a call earlier. It should be that Lindsay has promised the person some benefits, so the person called me.”

“What does she want to tell me?” Stanford asked in a cold tone.

“She said she wants to tell you in person,” said Atwood honestly.

He guessed Lindsay had asked someone to call him instead of Stanford because she was afraid Stanford wouldn’t give her a chance to speak. Stanford would definitely hang up the phone. Hence, she told the person his number.

“I won’t go to see her.” Stanford didn’t want to see such a vicious woman at all.

He regretted that he hadn’t found it earlier so that she had the chance to commit crimes.

Stanford knew what she wanted - she tried her best efforts to contact him just because she was afraid of death and wanted to live.

Atwood stammered, “Well... The person who called me said it’s something relevant to Mrs. James.”

Lindsay seemed to know Stanford well. She knew that he wouldn’t meet her so easily, so she told him something that interested him the most so that he could go to see her.

Stanford squinted.

Atwood still tried to convince Stanford, not for Lindsay but it was because they had worked together for so many years. Even if they were pet dogs, they had feelings, let alone they were human beings, “Isn’t it said that men speak kindly in the presence of death?”

“Ho ho,” Stanford sneered, “Even if she dies, she wouldn’t be kind.”

If she were still a bit humane, she wouldn’t have done it for the

feel regretful at all. She even

a woman be

ignore her then.” Atwood changed his mind pretty quickly

said no, “I want to see what on earth she wants to change,”

blinked, “Okay. I’ll

him a glance, feeling that Atwood was eager to visit Lindsay, “Atwood, is the girl you have a crush

Atwood gaped.

changed way

didn’t know how

her?” Atwood denied it, “I just feel that we’ve worked together for a long time. In

in his pocket

course,” Atwood explained, “I just treat her as my coworker and friend. I don’t have any other

asking.” Stanford sat on the

expressionless. He

Stanford hummed indifferently.

the next day, Stanford appeared

the handcuffs on her wrists. She had lost a lot of weight and looked extremely haggard. When seeing Stanford, her lifeless eyes

to have forgotten how determined Stanford was

he was pissed by the way she

eyes were reddened, “Can

roommates bullied her. She was alone and couldn’t

that what you want to tell me by requesting to see me?”

at him with her tearful eyes, “For the sake

figure out what kind of relationship we use to have. If that’s what you

was panicked. She blurted out,

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