Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 366.1 Letter of Understanding I

Eleanor’s expression remained unchanged, pretending to be kind. “Girls, our only intention here is to rescue Murphy. We don’t want to hurt your friend. You have to feel for others. No one wants to see their children in jail. We only did that because we were desperate. A bad compromise is better than a good lawsuit. I hope you can think about it thoroughly.”

“You surely know how to talk nice!” Charlie rolled her eyes. “But after all, all you want is for us to forgive your son, right?”

“If Ms. Franco wants to scold me, just do it freely,” Eleanor said calmly, “After scolding, I hope Ms. Franco can calm down and think about it seriously. Which is more important, your dignity or your friend?”

Seeing Eleanor’s calm and relaxed look, Charlie was also discouraged, deflating immediately like a balloon.

She looked at Imogen. Although Eleanor said so, they only had one choice.

Imogen smiled mockingly, “Aren’t you sure we will compromise by doing this? What do we still need to think about?”

Eleanor smiled and took out paper and pen from her bag. “There is no other way. You two girls are loyal to your friend and aware of current affairs. I would be willing to be friends with you if it were me. Write the letter now. After you finish writing the letter of understanding, we will let your

friend go.”

Imogen took a look at the notebook before her, raised her head, and asked, “Do the conditions you offered earlier still count?”

not get a little more benefit so as

course, they count. Don’t worry,

the notebook, found a random page, and wrote “Letter of Understanding” on it with the pen.

moment, there was a sudden sound

four turned to look

as a crack was

at each other in

How could he have the

everyone’s gaze, Troy’s tall and strong figure appeared behind

navy blue suit. He stood there with a calm expression and

passed over Imogen’s face as he strode in. He looked at

hand. “Mr. Marshall, I have heard about you for a long

and

the notebook lying flat on the table. The words [Letter

were already

little later, the

He then glanced at Imogen, asking in a condemning tone, “Is this what