Desperate Lovers

Under James's cold and piercing gaze, Martin put down his cappuccino and crossed his hands on the table, ''Anyway, according to my investigation in the past two years, Jessica is just too terrible.

Although she is pretty and well brought up, I think if you do marry such a wife in the future, you may not even know how you die eventually!"

"The recordings have been compared over at the police, it's Jessica's voice, not a fake."

James stood up and looked down at him from a high position, saying coolly.

"If the recordings aren't fake, you can't prove that Angela is innocent, can you?"

Martin was uncomfortable all over from his look and squirmed back and forth a few times. Then he stood up like him and said with two dry coughs.

"I think the recording might have been recorded in advance by some game Angela and Jessica used to play, but it's just a guess on my part. Just like I guessed that the car wasn't Angela's, and it would take a lot of time and effort to find clues to verify it."

The rain hadn't stopped long before the sun was out and the sky was blue.

James lowered his head, the sunlight spilling over his thick lashes casting a shadow on his face.

He stood in the bright sunlight, but it was like he was shrouded in a darkness that was palpitating to look at.

The cafe was warmly decorated with coffee aroma curling, the greenery was eye catching, and it was a pleasure to sit here with a hot drink.

But at this moment, Martin stood opposite James, and he only felt tormented. Finally, he couldn't hold back and broke the silence, "James, I have pulled out all of the stops."

"I can understand that you are not satisfied, but I can only refund half of the money you paid before. After all, I cannot refund all...... for these two years."

Before he could finish his words, James sat down and signed a check, shoved it into his hand, and then stood up, "Keep digging."

Martin looked at the numbers on the check and smiled joyfully, "Don't worry, if I find out anything, I will definitely inform you first."

James nodded, his handsome face slightly sunken as he left, his long back looking a bit forlorn.

Inside the Dream Club, George being thrown out was just the beginning, and it was the onlookers who would go wild next.

curses and dirty words, which were

me go, I fucking told

or not I'll

flung the vase in his hand, walked over, and stood in front of Timothy who kept cursing and shouting at him, "You're the one who deliberately locked the

tilted her head

proof? Don't shit without

also standing in the hall. She took a

you hadn't locked the door, why did you tell me that Angela

and it is none

away from the two guards and rushed

Julia, Greyson kicked

against the large

and came back downstairs, stretching her neck in the crowd

the door, but you

his hands rather than his words. He inclined his head and glared

it came to hitting

afraid of trouble, and someone echoed

person, what

the ground and pointed at Julia, cursing, "I admit that

The crowd was astonished.

Report!

his sentence swallowed his words again, his clean

can you

scarlet eyes and slammed his fist on Timothy's nose, “I can make

head was dizzy, her eyes were bleeding, and the blood coming

and looked down. She was about to break into a cussing

yank Timothy's

just tugged on the big beautiful curls when

two centimeters and the six dotted