After divorce I am a billionaire

"This ... how is this possible ...?"

Before he could say anything, he saw Ted standing in front of him with the list of evidence. The killer disguised as a doctor in the Matthews House ... Did Charlotte really do this?

On the surface, she said that she would take him in, but was already thinking of sending him to hell behind the scenes?

Fred wept, and the evidence Chad and Ted had put together could never be false.

It was because he knew this that he was very sad and felt his heart was suffocating with difficulty.

Charlotte actually cheated him for so long, cheated him so hard ...

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry to boss. I failed his trust. He can do whatever he wants with me."

Seeing him crying so badly, Chad sighed, "Tell me what you did for Charlotte before, and don't lie."

"Okay..."

While he talked and Chad listened, Ted was nearby recording what he said on his computer.

"That's it. Since the hijacking, I was sent to jail by Lyra."

Ted handed the computer to Chad. After Chad went through it carefully, he turned off the computer and looked at Fred with slightly complicated eyes.

"As friends who once stood side by side, this is the last time we see you. What else do you want to say?"

Fred closed his eyes and his heart felt like dead ashes.

"No more. My own stupidity asks for it. Do it."

Chad laughed: "You think the boss is going to kill you? He prefers you to confess while you're alive."

Chad looked at the time again and instructed Ted, "Get two guys to whip him a hundred times and send him back. Tell the big heads of the two factions in prison that anyone who dares to treat him well in the future is having trouble with the boss."

"Yes."

Chad grabbed his computer and left the house without looking back.

Soon, the house resounded with the sound of crackling and slapping mixed with the man's painful cries, which sounded miserable and eerie.

The next day, Lyra went to work after breakfast.

went out the door with her, one after

in charge of the Freeman group, his majesty under the rule of the group for years was still there. Plus the 40% shares, he still got the right of

from the top floor to the 23rd floor, but Melvin didn't care. They were just vanity to him. But Lyra wanted it,

he didn't care, it didn't mean others

Mr. Spears both knocked on his

"Mr. Freeman, good afternoon."

men smiled

men and his tone

looked at each other, "We are here today mainly to

to Ms. Carroll. Small

two men's faces stiffened as

ownership, Miss Osborne has been intentionally suppressing those of us who have been with you for many years.And Ms. Carroll has been so unpredictable that we have no room to talk about this. Now that

stopped working, but

finally reacted, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "Ms. Carroll doesn't seem to know much about the real estate industry. And

hands were on the desk,

to do? Tell

end! No, no, not just us, but a lot of the old staff are willing to listen to you. Ms. Carroll has 5% more shares than you, but you've been

said, "Who are they?

both surprised,

his lips. He was reticent and did not

so they just assumed he had an idea and handed the list

old employees who had maintained the work, and may be able

your time. If there is

"Hmm."

men had the good sense to close the

the list when suddenly a person opened the door

in the aftermath and

white hip dress, leaning on the door with

just enough

"What brings you here?"

building is mine, I can't come? Or did I come at a bad time and happen to hear something I

not what

the couch, and poured her a cup

was given by Potts and Spears just now,

cursory glance and was a little

the underpinnings that will sustain you to snatch back the group. You're just going