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.”

you how to handle things? You have it easy as an assistant,

back, daring not to

normal circumstances, the police wouldn’t get involved, but Gilbert’s intention was

– to pull strings. Charles wondered if

her own accord, and it hadn’t even been 12 hours

phone, Charles quickly

his phone, his gaze flicked to the rearview

“What now?”

pointed behind them. “That… Mr. Ferguson

us.”

the rearview mirror. Sure

searching for Sherilyn, news reached

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Chapter 352

well.

this month’s accounts – she had been

she handed the documents

Proceed with the

Ms. Bennett.”

in the living

Johnson massaged her forehead, pointing at Gilbert. “Look at you, just recovered a few days ago.

“Big brother, I came to ask for Sawyer’s help.”

but he slowly nodded. “Okay.”

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

the world of the underground, no one was more connected than

“Thanks, big brother.”

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