Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 61

Finley frowned impatiently: ” Get to the point!”

Luke hurriedly said: ” Maybe the gambler wants to keep the phone recording as evidence to blackmail others, and the audio can only be heard a little bit clearly.”

“That person is very cautious. Even the audio of the phone call has been specially processed, and our technology has restored a sentence in it. It was Mr. Birgid who helped.”

“Mr. Stwart, I think you should not listen?”

Finley felt that Luke really wanted to die today. After talking so much, he finally said, why don’t you stop listening? Will it hurt to hear it?

“Send it here!” Finley gritted his teeth, “If you don’t want to be thrown to Africa for mining by me, then send it over.”

There was an obvious trembling over there, and a short audio file was sent over after a while.

Finley hovered over the file with his finger, and he hesitated, so he clicked on it.

“When you go to Southeast Asia, I will transfer the follow- up money to your card…the pier…receive…”

There was a commotion, but it made Finley’s hand tremble violently.

in his hand, and it

to be Ellie’s voice. Although there was a discrepancy, he and Ellie had known each other since they were young, and they were so familiar. How could he not be able to distinguish her

the cigarette desperately, and he smoked his head,

couldn’t bear

the bedroom irritably, and

and picked it up, and Ellie’s aggrieved voice came from over there.

you okay? Is it a business matter? Do you want

Finley flatly

was no speaking for a long time,

the past, when she cried like this, Finley would definitely

irritability, he wanted to endure

Sofia burn the burn on the

silence for an instant, and Ellie’s cry was never heard again, and

phone and smiled lightly, but there was a bit of bitterness in

gate of the dilapidated complex, and when she got out of the car, she remembered that she had fled in a hurry just now, and the evening dress she had changed had left in Finley’s

could slap herself. Every time she sees Finley now, it’s like torture. She doesn’t know which floor

know what time it was in the morning, the moonlight reflected into the broken door of the