"Mr. Marsh, Leslie is destroying evidence of his crime." The subordinate reported, "Some important witnesses were inexplicably sent away, and the building was empty. No one knows where they went."
Ivan frowned and pursed his lips slightly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Marsh. We let you down." The subordinate felt terrible for what happened.
Ivan hung up the phone without saying a word. He knew Leslie wouldn't stay put when Catherine was arrested. But he didn't expect that, instead of saving her, he would save himself first.
At night, in the Saunders residence.
Shirley came out of the bathroom in soft pajamas and saw her husband pacing in front of the window with a sad expression.
He hadn't noticed her.
As she approached, Clarence suddenly stopped, and their eyes met.
"Clarence, go take a bath." The woman spoke softly, and her eyes fell on his face.
"Okay."
He just came back to his senses now.
Shirley looked at him as he walked towards the bathroom, feeling puzzled. What was going on?
"Clarence!"
Shirley was worried. Before the sound of water came from the bathroom, she followed in, "Is something wrong?" A woman's sixth sense was always accurate.
In the huge bathroom, Clarence looked at her, and sighed softly, "I am worried about Mya. Aren't you?"
"You asked me not to worry about her downstairs just now. You said that she has grown up and she will make the right decisions." Shirley muttered, "Why are you worried now?"
Then she smiled, "Okay, okay, take your shower first. It's getting late. If you're really worried, call Finnley later and ask him about the situation." As she spoke, she doubted no more.
Of course, they didn't call Finnley.
They knew they should give young people more time and space.
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