Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 1097

Mr. Brown was about to be mad by the result, and his heart was welling up with great remorse.

If only he hadn't been so money-minded, if only he had thought more about the Jones family and Amber's place in Jared's heart.

Perhaps, he would not have ended up in this position today.

"Mr. Farrell, Mr. Farrell I beg you, please let me go, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong ooooooooo ......"

Mr. Brown cried, not to mention how pathetic.

It simply makes people cry when they hear it.

But alas, neither Jared nor Amber had the slightest bit of a soft spot in their hearts.

Amber flicked her red lips and said coldly: "Now you know you're wrong, then have you ever thought about what would have happened to me if Jared hadn't known that I couldn't possibly be sorry when you helped Norah fix me? Oh I'm wrong, of course you have not thought, because you only have money in your eyes, only profit, so you do not care about the life and death of others, if so, then why should we care about your life and death? You've come to this point, it's only your own fault, so it's useless for you to beg anyone, of course you can also beg the culprit who put you in this situation."

"Norah?" Mr. Brown's voice was hoarse as he called out the name.

Jared was noncommittal, "Didn't she say she could bail you out? In that case, then you really should look for her, let's go." Jared finished looking at the woman in his arms.

Amber gave a hmmm.

Without looking at Mr. Brown again, the two men turned around and left.

And Mr. Brown, too, did not call them to continue to plead for mercy, begging them for forgiveness.

He already knew that no matter how much he begged for mercy, they would not let them go.

In that case, it would be better to do what they said and go to Norah.

Norah, that woman, had brought her down to this, and he could not wait to pull that woman's strings and skin.

The woman swore that nothing would go wrong in this matter and that he would be fine.

Even if something goes wrong, with her grandfather's relationship with Mr. Farrell, she can make sure she gets out in one piece.

If that's the case, then Norah should keep her promise.

Furthermore, even if the Jones family is disliked by Jared, and even to deal with, but no matter what, the thin camel is bigger than the horse.

The ability to fish for individuals is still there, right?

Just wait, when he gets out, he's going to find a way to get that Norah woman killed.

Thinking about this, Mr. Brown's face twisted directly, his eyes are written with a heart-stopping vicious color.

"I want to call." Mr. Brown said as he lifted his fat neck and looked at Captain Hughes.

Mr. Brown is not yet a prisoner on trial and still has the right to contact the outside world.

So in the face of Mr. Brown's request, Captain Hughes did not refuse and agreed to him.

Soon, Mr. Brown came to the police station phone, he could not use his own personal cell phone to contact the outside world, only the police station phone.

So Norah's phone number, is also the police department side in his phone to help him find, this is to call over.

The phone rang for a while before answering, and a sleepy female voice came, "Who is it?"

The female voice, although with a sleepy tone, can still be heard as a disgruntled, yet arrogant tone.

Obviously, the woman on the other end of the phone was raised in pampering, so she was able to create a pampered personality.

Mr. Brown's face contorted with hatred as he listened to Norah's voice.

He or she is locked up in the police station and is at risk of going to jail at any time.

And this woman, actually is still sleeping beautifully.

Extreme imbalance, so Mr. Brown's breathing is heavy, a pair of green bean eyes, have opened the boss, the eyes of a blood-red piece, look scary.

But Mr. Brown is worthy of being in the media, and he has shown his ability to tell people what he sees and what he doesn't see.

Even though the face is twisted, and the heart is hated to death, but the words said, and the tone of voice, but in no way let people hear how much hate, "Miss Jones, it's me."