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.

hold the tablet in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a

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

on the cigarette desperately, and he smoked his head,

bear it anymore. Just now there was a large

phone rang, and Finley turned and walked into the bedroom irritably,

up, and Ellie’s aggrieved voice came

you leave without saying hello just now? Are you okay? Is it a business matter? Do you want

flatly refused.

time,

Finley would definitely surrender, always feeling

to endure it, but he couldn’t help

the burn on

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

smiled lightly, but there

car outside the 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

Finley now, it’s like torture. She doesn’t know which floor

tired body into the door of the building, and now she didn’t know what time it was in the morning, the moonlight reflected into the broken door of the building, pulling a tall man who was sitting