Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1149

Dylan had already investigated the Raymond family, knowing that there was Eric, but Eric had supposedly passed away years ago. This evening, a man suddenly appeared, claiming to be Eric.

Dylan had his people look into it and from the resemblance this man bore to lan, he finally confirmed his identity.

Eric was still alive

But from what he had heard about Eric, he was said to be a very gentle man, quite unlike the ruthless man before him now.

Perhaps these nearly seven years had changed him dramatically

Patrick picked up his glass of whiskey, took another sip, and tossed his cigarette butt into the nearby trash can.

“Before my grandfather passed away, he left a will. He had initially transferred 15% of his shares to lan, under the condition that I was deceased. If I was still alive, however, those 15% of shares should be mine, meaning, I could return as a high–ranking member of the Raymond Corporation”

That night, Eric had used a self–destructive method to help Maja, and Patrick was still furious about it.

Fine, if Eric wanted to cause trouble, then he would too, and let the whole of Greenfield fall into chaos!

It was Eric who first broke their agreement, so he couldn’t be blamed

Patrick took out Mr. Holden’s will, sounding triumphant.

“Mr Sanders, if you want, you could hire a handwriting expert to verify this.”

that’s true, all you would get is 15% of the shares.”

That’s enough. I can still intervene in lan and Maja’s relationship. After all, I

Raymond, I need to thoroughly investigate this matter. I have to be

shrugged, indicating he didn’t

while lan was lying in the hospital, he received a message. He only glanced at it, hesitated a moment, then deleted it. Then

sent her

the whole night at the hospital, feeling miserable]

who was rumored to have a strange temper

this screenwriter

the way there, she saw lan’s message.

She didn’t reply.

which seemed tailor–made for Cornelia. Maja had

seemed she had started contacting Beck and was likely to collaborate

she decided to meet with the screenwriter herself.

the screenwriter would agree to meet. They made an appointment

she asked her bodyguard to wait outside the coffee

and immediately spotted the woman sitting by the window. The

Tyler who was a commercial screenwriter, Coral only produced a prece every three years. Each of her works was

“Ms. Albright”

and

stood up, her tone indifferent, “I’ve heard about