A sharp voice came from the villa door: "Freddie you still don't hurry up and get in, do you want me to invite you?"
The devilish screams reached Anna's ears, scaring her into a cold shiver, and it was obvious that Anna had just been beaten and scared.
Freddie saw a gentle reassurance: "Anna, don't worry, I went in and divorced her, we took the money and went away, you call 120 now, I then went over to you."
Anna a boo-boo, heart some relief, not in vain she followed Freddie so long.
"Hey, the next good show is out of sight, let's go." A lazy voice came from inside the car, it was Darren.
Catherine, on the other hand, looked at Anna with a pitying face and sighed.
Darren then sent Catherine back to the hospital and went to find Mr. Jones himself.
In a private room in the teahouse, sitting two people: "Walter , I think it's about time, things can almost be done, you just call Sidney first, ask for money directly, he wants to resign Freddie, you want with Freddie, if he does not have, heh, then directly to court, sentenced him to a life sentence. "
Darren said casually as he played with his teacup in his hands.
Mr. Jones looked at Darren mouth hanging faint smile, unconsciously shed a cold sweat, this is to the death of the whole ah, at the same time his heart also had a question, Freddie in the end how to offend him?
Hey, forget it, know too much is not a good thing, then slowed down, Mr. Jones replied: "Okay, down I will find someone to do this first, you do not worry."
Darren nodded, "Well, then this is all on you."
After the two then exchanged pleasantries, Darren went to the company and arranged for the finance department to do some tinkering with the company's funds.
Catherine looked at herself in the mirror with a rosy complexion, where she still looked like a patient, her delicate hand stroked her hair, and did not feel pain, it should be nothing more.
Go to work tomorrow, she thought in her mind, and the figure of Darren suddenly popped up in her mind, full of hostility, and said in a domineering tone, "No, you have to give me a break."
Catherine said defiantly, "I don't, I'm going to work, I'm not sick here, but I'm sick of being idle."
She realized something was wrong. Hadn't Darren gone to the office? Why is he here?
She rubbed her temples, a blush crept onto her face, but her mouth complained, "Darren, you're so damned, what are you doing in my head?"
She then analyzed the good show Darren had just taken her to see. She always felt that it was all arranged by Darren, otherwise Freddie and Anna's affair would have been discovered sooner or later, precisely when she and Anna were in a frenzy?
Darren did this to avenge himself? Then he would be the culprit of Anna's death?
Then I thought about it, I did not do anything wrong, why should I feel justified, to blame only Anna herself, self-inflicted sins can not live.
Catherine pulled out her own hand and opened the album, tapping on a photo to zoom in and out, then she flicked her thin finger on the screen and stared at the photo and asked.
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