Chapter 502

After considering the situation for a few seconds, Brandon said, “I’ll speak to him.”

Frank frowned and then said to him, “Be careful. Jorge might have come into contact with that pharmacist. He might have other poisons concealed on him. I’ll be outside. If at point you feel like you’re in danger, leave the room immediately.”

“I know what I’m doing.” Brandon marched into the interrogation room alone. He wanted to see Jorge and hear what he had to say.

“I knew you’d come.” Jorge laughed.

Taking a seat across from Jorge, Brandon asked slowly, “Who gave you the poison?”

“You want to know? Then bring that b*tch, Elizabeth, here!”

Brandon gave him a cold smile in return.

He stood up, stuck out his arm, and grabbed Jorge roughly by the neck.

Being handcuffed, Jorge couldn’t fight back and so was f0rced to raise his head. When he met Brandon’s eyes, he said in a trembling voice, “You… What do you want to do?”

“We’re in a police department. I can’t really do anything to you here. But once you’re sentenced and put behind bars, guess what I can do to you by then…” Brandon was sick of living under the threat of literally anyone. Jorge was digging his own grave.

Jorge’s eyes widened. How foolish of him to think that he actually had a chance at escaping!

With cold eyes, Brandon stood up and said, “Since you don’t want to say anything, you can shut up forever.”

He turned his gaze away from Jorge and was about to leave.

Jorge laughed and raised his head, his eyes full of despair.

and fell out of

and shouted for Frank,

the interrogation room without saying a word. Unfortunately,

him? I guess he killed himself because he knew that he would die more miserably if he fell into your hands.” Shaking his head, Frank walked out and said, “We’ll have no more clues from Jorge now.” When they walked out of the police department, Brandon sighed and frowned.

was also upset. He had been looking forward to seeing what he

asked Sean to investigate who Jorge had been in contact with before his death. A criminal like

matter was, so he got

was in the room with

it, sir.” Sean understood and left

look of anguish on Brandon’s face, Frank

pharmacist has made a lot of moves recently. He must have left some evidence somewhere. Don’t give up hope. I believe we will find

placed priority on his work above all else. He was glad that

to comfort me. I won’t let myself spend every day living in fear.” Right now, Brandon

Go back. Have a shower and a good rest.”

and move all of tomorrow’s most important matters to today. I have to be

would be a great deal of work

okay. I’ll

you can’t

in a surprisingly relaxed manner, “Don’t worry. I just have to go

going to bring Natalie

Wife My Poor Husband is

been, but it was still a beautiful view since the city was

out of the venue, Natalie deeply inhaled the fresh air around her and felt extremely

a gust of cold wind blew over her, giving Natalie a chill. It was late at night. She wanted to

this late hour.” Natalie heard a man speaking behind her. At the same time, the man placed a coat around

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