Divorce Is The Best Choice

Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Jason said it would be postponed

After the police left.

Then Chris returned to the villa.

Seeing his boss sitting there with coldness, he walked over and said, “Boss, they had been taken. away by the police.”

“Make an appointment with Jenny tomorrow,” said Jason, his eyes unfathomable.

“In addition, investigate the matter that Sarah was beaten up last time carefully.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And…”

“Yes?”

“How’s the investigation about the relationship between Sarah and Robert in the hotel last time?” Jason was careful.

“Yes, I’ve found it, but it’s a little strange.” Chris frowned.

“Now we’re waiting for the results of the second round of investigation. I’ll show you the results when they come out.”

“Yes,” said Jason slightly.

After this matter was over, Chris thought of another thing.

He took out a customized little poke card from the pocket of his shirt and handed it to him. “Mr. Williams asked me to give it to you.”

Jason took a look at it.

He strode to the sofa and sat down, with a sense of alienation and coldness all over his body.

For this, he only said, “Let him go to the crew to play with Lucas. I don’t have time.”

“No,” explained Chris. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Jason: “?”

“Mr. Williams said that Miss Yeats left this at his house last time when she went to his house.”

Chris said in details, “He asked me to return it to you.”

The simple sentence successfully attracted Jason’s attention.

He took the diamond K and said at this moment, “At his home?”

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Saralı didn’t like Edgar. How could she go to his house?

What’s wrong with him.

As soon as he thought about it, he noticed the specialty of this card. It was made of special materials. and very thin.

Most importantly, it was even smoother than the new cards bought on the market.

“Where did it come from?” Jason asked as he looked sideways.

Chris was speechless.

Didn’t I tell you?

Miss Yeats left it at his house.

“Apart from asking you to give this to me, what else did he say?” Jason asked as he rubbed his.

cards.

If this was an ordinary item that Sarah had lost, he would have already sent it to the office of the Noth group.

But now he gave it to him in this way.

Chris felt that his boss was really good at predicting things.

“Mr. Williams also said that if you want to know how Miss Yeats came to his house, you can go to find him.”

Upon hearing this.

Jason thought for a while.

Then he walked out with his phone and car key.

“Boss.” called Chris.

“Postpone the things for tomorrow morning.” as usual, Jason said indifferently, “I’m going to find Edgar.”

“Then how about your divorce with Miss Yeats this afternoon?” it seemed that Chris suddenly understood something.

“Postpone it.”

“Reason?”

“I went to the suburb to look for her last night. The car is out of gas in the wild, and my phone is out of power.”

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said Jason, who had already thought of an excuse. “I didn’t come back until the latter half of the

night.

Before I went to bed, I was taken away by Edgar to talk about business. I’m tired and need a rest.”

Chris was a little relieved, as if his boss had finally grown up. “Okay.”

Jason knew that Chris was a reliable man. After saying that, he took the car and left.

In order to make things more realistic, Chris calculated the time and sent a message to Sarah, saying that Jason was busy.

Everything was arranged properly.

In this way.

On the second day, Sarah didn’t find anything wrong, nor did she feel that his boss was delaying.

Jason didn’t expect that at the last moment, there would be another reason to delay the divorce.

The car drove in the dark and arrived at the place where Edgar lived an hour later.

Just like him, Edgar was used to living alone.

Around one o’clock in the morning, he was the only one in the villa.

He didn’t care whether Edgar was asleep or not. He rang the doorbell again and again. About ten minutes later, no one came out.

Thinking that there was only one person in the room, he entered the unlock code that Edgar had.

told him before.

A moment later.

He stepped in.

He went to the living room and closed the door. Afraid of frightening someone, he called Edgar first.

The call connected, and Edgar’s phone rang. In this quiet night, the ringtone was particularly clear.

“What,” said Edgar in an unclear voice, “is there something wrong with Jason? Why did he call me in the middle of the night?”

Jason “…”

Bang!

Something was dropped on the floor.

Edgar threw his phone on the ground, pulled the quilt and went back to sleep.

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Jason turned on the light in the living room, looked up and went upstairs.

The sound of footsteps was very clear in the villa. As soon as Edgar pulled the quilt to sleep, he

heard the sound of footsteps.

The voice was like the ghost stories he had read when he was young.

He subconsciously held the quilt tightly in his arms, and he was completely awake in this strange

and terrible atmosphere.

What the hell.

Was it a ghost in the middle of the night?

Horror movie in real life?

There were another two slow footsteps. It seemed that the sound was getting closer and closer to

his room.

At that moment, Edgar stared at his room and held the quilt more tightly.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Edgar was startled. When there was a knock on the door again, he turned on the brightest light in

the room.

After swallowing saliva several times, he put on his clothes and walked towards the door.

At the same time, when Jason was knocking at the door, he became a little impatient. He put his hand on the doorknob and opened the door.

Unfortunately, at this time, Edgar put his hand on the doorknob as well.

Before he started to push, he felt the doorknob move automatically.

Edgar, “!!!”

What happened?

Was there really a ghost outside?

Crack

A light sound of door opening rang in the room. In such an environment where one could clearly hear his own heartbeat, the sound was particularly clear.

Edgar stoned back quickly and hugged his pillow.

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He didn’t care what was going on outside. As long as someone dared to come in, he would throw the

pillow at it.

In a flash.

The bedroom door opened.

A tall and deep figure of Jason appeared in front of the door.

Looking at the man in pajamas holding a pillow and looking at him warily, he frowned and said in a

cold voice as usual,

“Why don’t you open the door when you wake up?”

“Jason?” Edgar’s tense mood relaxed all of a sudden.

What should I do?

My legs are a little weak.

Without entering the room, Jason stood at the door and said, “Come out. I have something to talk to you.”

Not in the mood to argue with him, Edgar adjusted his state and followed him downstairs.