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.”

eyes. “Do I need to teach you how to handle things? You have it easy as an

his back, daring

wouldn’t get involved,

to pull strings. Charles wondered if perhaps

her own accord, and it hadn’t even been

phone, Charles quickly made arrangements.

his phone, his gaze

“What now?”

pointed behind them. “That… Mr. Ferguson seems to

us.”

scanning the rearview mirror. Sure enough, Edgar’s

made a spectacle searching for Sherilyn, news reached the Johnson Mansion as

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Chapter 352

well.

this month’s accounts – she had been managing the Johnson family’s

she handed

with

do, Ms. Bennett.”

in the living room was tense.

recovered a few days ago. If anything happens to Sherilyn, I’ll never forgive

Johnson. “Big brother,

was grim, but he

these years, despite Francis‘ coma, having been

world of the underground, no one was more

“Thanks, big brother.”

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