After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 720

Chapter 720

Mr. Jett found it laughable. "I didn't order the arrest, old Mrs. Gamble, this is a presidential command. The seal on this arrest warrant was stamped by the director, I am just executing orders. So... if you have any complaints, you can go to the President."

The President...

Upon hearing that it was a presidential command, almost everyone in the Gamble family turned pale.

They all stared at Mr. Jett in shock.

After speaking, Mr. Jett coldly ordered, "Take him away!"

So... the Gambles didn't even have time to react before Christian was taken away.

By the time old Mrs. Gamble reacted, he had gone far away and she cried out mournfully, "This is an injustice!"

She collapsed onto the ground and Harold rushed to catch her saying, "Grandma--"

After settling down old Mrs. Gamble, Harold hurriedly prepared to go back to hotel.

This incident could only be Franklin's doing if it could alarm the President.

When Mrs. Gamble saw him preparing to leave, she immediately grabbed his sleeve and tearfully said, "Harold, I'm sorry for always being mean to you. I know I say some hurtful things but don't take them too seriously. We only have you and your brother Christian left in our family. He's your real brother, you must save him!"

Harold was already annoyed with her, and usually ignored her mischief. But now seeing her come over again, he couldn't help but speak harshly, "If you hadn't spoiled him, would he still make such a big mistake?"

"Harold... it's too late for that now. You must save him!" Mrs. Gamble cried. As long as she could get her son out, she would listen even if Harold said hurtful things.

Harold couldn't be bothered with her anymore, so he turned around and left.

In just one day, the once confident Mr. Gamble became anxious, hurried, and disheveled.

Franklin sat on his sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed as he held his phone glancing down at it from time-to-time.

After Harold entered, his cold, indifferent gaze briefly swept over the men before shifting away. "Mr. Gamble, is there something you need?"

Harold suppressed his frustration, speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne, isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular? My brother may have made a mistake, but does that warrant sending him directly to prison?"

"It's precisely because of your leniency that he made this mistake. Today, it might be a minor offense, but who's to say he won't be selling our country's secrets tomorrow, Mr. Gamble? Especially considering he works in the Information Department. A brother who can't differentiate right from wrong - do you think your future career will remain smooth with him around?"

Franklin raised an eyebrow and looked at Harold with a cold expression.