Chapter 3216 That Place Is Hell!

"I..." Ethan wanted to explain, but he realized he could not.

No matter who it was, they would doubt him after hearing what he said. Thus, he could not explain. No matter what the outcome was, it was still his mistake.

"How am I supposed to explain this to the old master?" asked Ethan's father.

"I... I don't know." Ethan was confused and did not know what to do.

Hiding the truth from the head of the family was definitely not a good idea. If they kept it hidden and waited for Marcos to reveal it, Ethan would be in deeper trouble.

"Does Marcos know about this?" asked Ethan's father. He thought that if Marcos did not know, they might still have a chance to fix it.

At least Gordan would not tell the head of the family. Those people would not be that petty.

However, Marcos was different.

"He knows." Ethan's tone was dejected. He dared not to tell his father that it was Marcos who had informed him.

The person on the other end of the line seemed to be struggling to hold back his anger. He was about to say something when the old master's butler walked out.

Ethan's father said, "You've really disappointed me. I have to go report to work now. I don't have time to discuss this. I'll hang up first." Before Ethan could say anything, the call ended.

Ethan was so furious that he wanted to smash his phone.

However, realizing there was important information on it, he stopped himself. He looked toward Marcos' room and secretly vowed that one day, Marcos would pay for this.

The following day, Luke went to Sarah's apartment after lunch as they had agreed.

and greeted, "Mr. Crawford, you're here. Please come in. Ms. Poplar is waiting for you inside. I'll step out to buy

that, the maid left, giving

Luke entered the apartment.

knowing he was coming, had already made a

Sarah saw him coming in, she quickly poured him a cup and said, "Mr. Crawford, thank you for coming over in the middle of the day. Please, have some

of tea from her with both hands. After taking a sip, he asked, "Ms. Poplar, what do you need

exchanged pleasantries as she rose

nodded and took

leaves were not high quality, her mastery of the water temperature made

would probably love this

the bedroom and

brown envelope she was carrying to

had been keeping for over

of yesterday afternoon writing. At dinner, she thought of a few more things, so she wrote two more pages later that

she had

she might overlook many of the crimes committed

could their sins be forgotten? As soon as Sarah remembered, she wrote two more

not accusations, just a statement of

thick brown envelope from her. He could feel the thickness of the

Abaza

for a few years, she had gathered so much evidence. It was clear how dark the

was.

firmly in his hand.

Crawford,"

her luck,

them, she did not know where she would be now, and Marcos would not have reunited with her. She felt content to be able

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