My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities
Chapter 183
Chapter 183 Where Did You Get the Insider Information?
Freya laughed. Her “indulgence” was actually to make Sarah happy.
Ryan on the TV had a gentlemanly and elegant look on his face as he was being interviewed before the
party.
He was wearing a black suit with silver dark patterns embroidered on it, looking elegant and noble.
“Ryan is really handsome. He can pull off this kind of clothes. If an ordinary person wore it, they would definitely look like they belong in a choir.”
Ashley looked at the TV, her eyebrows curved. “He looks decent.”
Aunt Ashley has a unique way of complimenting people, Freya thought.
Halfway through the party, a close-up of Ryan’s face appeared on the screen.
Walter, the butler, hurriedly ran in from outside the door then.
“Bad news, Old Mrs. Marshall. Ernie Porter is here!”
Sarah instantly frowned. “So what if he is here? Tell the security not to let him in. We’ve already made it clear to him that the Marshalls and the Porters have nothing to do with each other!”
However, Walter anxiously informed, “But he’s already inside. Old Mrs. Marshall. Ernie Porter drove straight into the gate and barged in!”
Freya’s face turned serious as she stood up in the room.
Noah, too, turned cold as a sense of oppression oozed out of him.
“Mom, Sylvia, Ashley, take Frey back to the room first.
Freya caressed her belly as a cold light flashed in her eyes. “Uncle Noah, we can’t leave. Ernie will think that the Marshalls are afraid of him if we do! If he dares to intrude into our house, he won’t be able to leave so easily!”
Worried, Ashley looked at Freya’s bulging belly. “You’re not wrong, Frey, but it’s enough for me and your uncle to stay here. If anything happens while you’re with child… This won’t do. You have to go back.”
the late stages of her
the screeching sound of brakes
his face as he rushed in like a madman. “Noah Marshall, you tried to set me up, didn’t you? That
had gathered in the living
paid no attention and charged toward Noah like
the bodyguards. But still, he kept charging forward
back
dissipated along with his physical strength, Ernie sat on the ground, his eyes bloodshot. “Why did you do this to me?
mine, but you drove into
sitting there and panting
there a gold mine? Why else would
calmly picking at a plate of dried fruits
say I wanted that piece of land?” Freya smiled. “Where did you get this insider
Insider information?
fists as he felt a wave of dizziness wash over
it was insider information. After all, neither the Kaufmanns nor the Monaghans had made any official
me up. weren’t you? You knew that I definitely wanted to trick you with that land, so you accepted it and then schemed to deceive me out of that ten billion,
crazy, Ernie. It’s best
“Leave! Don’t dirty
before he shook his head. “No, you’re not that smart.
“It was you who deliberately schemed this! You were the one who wanted to take revenge for the Marshalls, so you made me believe that
ill. I heard from my uncle that you bought that land because your father’s spirit came to
mind when
his brows. “Ernic, I still have the surveillance video of us signing the contract. If you feel like you’ve been tricked, I can release that video now and let the people of
was stunned. Surveillance
and crying
that I want to buy back that piece of land
his teeth. He had gone to great lengths to deceive Noah that
the video, the whole of Caltun would see him
witness his humiliation!
Get
care about losing face if there really was
he wasn’t
he had taken the untouched three hundred billion from the Marshalls and used all of the Porter Group’s liquid assets to get an additional ten
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