Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 727

But as he was just about to step out of the bar, he ran into Fitch.

Fitch, still holding a cigarette, stopped him. “Tyler told me you’re back on your feet. I’ve got some stuff about Eric and I want to discuss with you.”

News about Eric was always a top priority, no matter when.

lan tossed his car keys to Fitch as he walked towards his car, “We can talk and walk.”

Since he had been drinking, he couldn’t drive. That task fell onto Fitch.

lan had a bit too much to drink that night, so he closed his eyes as soon as he got in the car.

Fitch, looking straight ahead, spoke in a casual tone. “All the drafts have been scanned. Nothing was found except for that one poem.”

“My bro once told my dad about a girl he liked. But my dad was a bit smashed that day, so he never remembered her name.”

While waiting for a red light, Fitch continued, “The source of the notebook provided by Carlene can’t be traced anymore. It seems like someone intentionally removed it. But the fingerprints on it are Eric’s. I’ve been having people search in Greenfield, but all we’re finding is more people sneaking in. Your dad told you, right? I’m not sure what these people are after”

When lan opened his eyes, he saw Fitch had pulled up to a mansion. But this wasn’t Greenfield Gardens.

“lan, I recently caught someone alive. But I didn’t tell you because of your injury.”

lan frowned and immediately shot Maja a text.

[Might be a bit late.]

was past 1 a.m., the servants were all asleep, and the Gardens were pitch black, except for a single light

outside, shivering in the night

saw a man who

was a small tattoo on the back of his neck, about the size of a coin. It looked like a jellyfish

caught dead people before, but he had

had this kind of tattoo. So I’m thinking, maybe the ones who snuck

for a moment. He knew this type of jellyfish. It was the most

jellyfish only existed overseas, and once it stung a person, they had less than four minutes to live. There’s no known medical treatment, so it’s known as the “king of poison.”

would get

lifted the man’s chin with

asked Fitch, “He didn’t

him, his face remains emotionless. It’s as if he can’t feel

was a problem. Either they put him in

show him my brother’s

no emotion in his

it be he wasn’t here

was large. Could there be

the time. “We’ll discuss it later. I need to get back now,”

stepped out of the room.

was so

drove back to Rosewood Manor, thinking it wasn’t worth it to freeze here in the middle

halfway there, she

to brake and got out

had hit someone, but now there

chill behind her neck. It was as if she had encountered a ghost in the middle