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The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1682

Chapter 1682 

Donald leaned the cigar against the rim of the ashtray and reached out to draw a card.

"Then did you expect Mr.Reese to die?"

"No, Mr.Reese’s death is beyond my expectations,"

Nollace responded calmly.

"On the contrary, some people hope that Mr.Reese’s death will cause a conflict of interest between you and me."

Donald’s movement froze for a split second, and he lifted his gaze, glanced at Nollace, but did not speak.

Nollace looked at him calmly.

"The person who killed Mr.Reese wanted to start a war.The public is now on your back, but you didn’t lay a single finger on Ms.Reese the other night, did you?"

If Donald had not touched Lara, then Jonah and Donald would have nothing to argue about.

Thus, if there was no argument, Donald would not have the motive to end Mr.Reese’s life.The public’s speculation was that Lara had once rejected Donald, and that made him vengeful, so he chose to settle the score with such a move.

Therefore, as long as Lara was not held captive by Donald, the rumors would collapse on themselves eventually.

The matter that Nollace had overlooked gave Donald a chance to clear his name.

Donald thought about his words, and after a few minutes, he laughed loudly.

"It seems that you have the ability to resolve this matter.I’ll trust you for the time being."

He placed the poker cards down and got up.

"It’s thanks to you that I’ve benefited from Lisa.She’s such a great pawn, so why not make good use of her?"

He then left with his men.

Edison walked up to Nollace’s side, leaned over, and said something to him.

Nollace narrowed his eyes and did not say anything.

After getting back into the car, Nollace loosened his tie.

"Who took Lara away?"

Edison replied, "Mr.Ken Pruitt was there at Mr.Reese’s funeral, and Ms.Reese disappeared after that.I suspect that it’s Mr.Pruitt who took her away."

‘Ken thinks that this will stop me, but it’s a pity that he’s underestimated the second son of the Goldmanns, Coleman Goldmann"

In the suburbs, at a private villa...

A car was parked in the courtyard.

Ken got out of the car, stepped into the living room, and the maid reported to him each and everything that Lara had done that day.

He unbuttoned his sleeves and followed the maid to the backyard.

Lara was sitting on the ground.

The beautiful dress that had been washed and was hanging on the clothes rack was now lying on the ground, torn into pieces, and scraps of cloth were scattered all around the ground.She looked as if she was in a trance but normal at the same time.

Her hair, which had not been washed for days, was dry and messy, and the wounded half of her face looked hideous, which made her look scary.

The maid stepped forward and reminded her of something, but she did not respond.

Ken asked the maid to step back.He stopped by Lara’s side, half- squatted, and picked up the rags on the ground.

"These are all your favorite clothes."

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