Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 894 Please Have Mercy

A lounge, the Marsh Group.

The pin-drop silent room was filled with low pressure.

Several well-trained bodyguards were standing at the door.

Sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, Ivan leaned against the back of the couch. His opened arms rested on its top, fully expressing his emperor-like temperament.

Behind him were six bodyguards, fully on guard.

Ivan was expressionless, but his eyes were full of angry flames.

Two thick piles of flies were on the table in front of them. One was Leslie's criminal evidence, and the other was Clarence's.

Jennifer was coaxing the children in the room next door, afraid they were too frightened. As a doctor, she checked up on them personally. "Mommy, Mya is so brave. She was injured because of saving us." “That bad egg dragged her hair and hit her belly. Mommy, we must avenge Mya. Don't let go of the bad eggs."

Jennifer rubbed the children’s hair and said, "No worries. Your daddy is helping the police capture bad eggs. He won't let go of anyone of them.”

“Is Daddy Batman?"

be a

door

stared daggers at the four kidnappers, emanating a thrilling aura. He

in fear under the atmosphere. Suddenly, lvan's phone rang, and the sudden

picked up his phone, checked the caller ID, and swiped to answer. The

in the net now?" the man

ahead," Ivan replied calmly, "Isn't this a perfect opportunity?" "Yes,

at the four kidnappers again, only

no one would

have mercy!" One of them knelt to Ivan. “Leslie Eastwood sent us to kidnap your children. We only wanted to make some money. We're too stupid.

We've been too foolish.

mercy. Please let go of us. We also have

planned to escape the town by keeping your children hostage. He also knew he would go to the dogs. He planned to blackmail you for money after safely arriving in another country. I'm confessing everything to you.

act calmly without any intention of forgiving them. He had checked the four kidnappers, who had committed countless crimes. Some even murdered

didn't speak a single word to them. The

"Good afternoon, Mr. Marsh.”