Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 615

Manager Sullivan's face lit up with excitement, but he had to ask, "Did you see her body?"

"Manager, last night I made sure to poke more holes in that already leaky roof. Just as expected, the house collapsed during the night. The thunder was so loud nobody heard a thing. By now, she's definitely buried under the rubble. Enough time has passed - she's already dead," Charlie said confidently.

Still looking concerned, Manager Sullivan asked, "Did Mr. Lambert know it too?"

"Mr. Lambert? He doesn't know anything yet. But by the time he finds out, it'll be too late," Charlie replied with a smirk.

Manager Sullivan patted his shoulder, then pointed at the injuries on his face. "What happened there?"

forthcoming. In fact, he hoped Manager

lost some money. My wife wouldn't give me more - she hid it so well I couldn't find it. So I went back yesterday, and before I could even reach the table,

took a paper bag from his desk drawer, handing it to Charlie. "You did good work yesterday. Consider this a

with satisfaction. As soon as he left the manager's

money into his pocket, making sure to hide it securely. This was

the workers together, including Mr. Lambert. Walking into the meeting hall, Mr. Lambert hadn't

headquarters sent to help solve our problems, tragically died last night in the heavy rain. I deeply regret this. But those corporate bigwigs don't care about our lives, do they? Even the person they sent - she was here for days and didn't do a thing,"

on the news of Sarah's death and instinctively

intense. The house Miss Sanders stayed in wasn't sturdy, and after two days of downpour, it collapsed early this morning. The