Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 672

Maja initially wanted to ask Nolan if he had threatened Erlinda, but seeing Erlinda’s eyes darting around nervously, she figured out that the girl was terrified of being caught talking to her.

“Okay, Erlinda, here’s my office address. I’ll be waiting for your response.”

Erlinda just glanced at the address and memorized it, handing back the piece of paper to Maja.

“I’ve got it memorized.”

Looked like Erlinda had been backed into a corner.

Back at the office, Maja juggled paperwork while waiting.

Around 5 in the evening, she received a local express delivery with which came an additional $70.

There were three scripts, all handwritten.

As she flipped through the first one, her eyes sparked with surprise.

It was a captivating crime detective drama, with plot twists galore that kept she guessing until the very end about the identity of the murderer.

The methods of killing were enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.

The most surprising thing to Maja was that this was the work of a young girl.

Maja was instantly blown away and quickly moved on to the second and third scripts.

The first one was a crime detective drama.

one was about the gritty realities of life in the

third one was again a crime detective drama.

seemed to have a knack for dissecting human nature through these stories.

and immediately dialed

I’m buying all three scripts. Name your price,” Maja spoke without giving time for the person on the opposite side to even respond.

Erlinda’s voice, a

“Who is this?”

was Erlinda’s

feeling in her chest as she answered, “I’m a friend of Erlinda,

knocked off work early that day only to hear rumors circulating in their neighborhood about Erlinda buying birth control pills on the sly.

simple folks who never imagined

to say anything, just knelt and cried.

Feynman was determined to keep that embarrassing incident under wraps.

dinner. What did you mean by those scripts? Has Professor Smith seen

already spoken to Professor Smith about

haven’t eaten dinner

bit relieved and glanced at Erlinda

The call ended.

table and flung

it? The lady at the pharmacy said it was you! You were wearing the same clothes she described, and it wasn’t even just once! Who have you

trembled, swaying

unable to believe that his daughter would be

by a man?” He softened his tone, trying to have a heart–to–heart

biting her

you’re beyond redemption! How could I have a

Feynman slapped Erlinda.

jerked to one side; she could only watch as Feynman picked up his phone