Chapter 352

Out of jail? An ex–con?

Gilbert’s scalp tightened, and his head throbbed with an impending headache.

Sparks of anger flickered in his eyes. “What charge?”

“That… assault.”

As the words fell, Charles swallowed hard, feeling as if a chill from the grave had enveloped

him.

Gilbert, silent, nodded vigorously, his jaw set tight.

Suddenly, he barked, “Where is he?”

“He turned in his car and is still searching.”

“Hurry up!”

“Right away!”

Gilbert massaged his temples as veins bulged on his forehead. The situation was dire.

“Charles, call the police.”

But Charles hesitated. “Mr. Gilbert, I’m afraid the cops might not take it.”

teach you how to handle things? You have it

sir!” Charles straightened his back, daring not to say

wouldn’t get involved,

pull strings. Charles wondered if perhaps Gilbert was overreacting?

on her own accord, and it

his phone, Charles quickly made arrangements.

down his phone, his gaze flicked to the

“What now?”

them. “That… Mr. Ferguson seems to

us.”

open, scanning the rearview mirror. Sure enough, Edgar’s

Sherilyn, news

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Chapter 352

well.

this month’s accounts – she had been managing the

off, she handed the documents

Proceed with the payment.”

Ms. Bennett.”

in the living

pointing at Gilbert. “Look at you, just recovered a few days ago. If anything happens to Sherilyn,

but turned to Francis Johnson. “Big brother,

grim, but he

been active all these years, despite Francis‘ coma, having

world of the underground, no one was more connected than

“Thanks, big brother.”

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