The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 2133

Chapter 2133 Mateo brought some of the members from The Serpents together with him and waited at the edge of the police blockade. His expression looked extremely distressed when he saw the bodies. Cameron frowned. “Manuel even dragged Florence along.” Waylon was silent. Nobody knew what was going through his mind at this moment.

Donald received the news of Manuel and Florence‘s accident. He then placed his cell phone on the desk, pinched the foot of a wine glass, and swirled it lightly, feeling delighted.

A fat man came up to him. “Sir, Manuel actually knew that you were going to leave him out there and chose to escape with Ms. Serrano.” “I already know that.” Donald moved his gaze off the glass. “It‘s a pity that even God wouldn‘t side with him this time around. If he hadn‘t brought a burden along with him, he would have managed to escape successfully. A woman still brought him down in the end.” ‘I didn‘t even have to do anything.

‘When Florence sent me the text message asking for help, I already knew that Manuel was going to get his sorry *ss out of the island. I originally was worried that he would fall into the hands of the Southern Clan, but things couldn‘t be better now that the nuisance has been removed for good.‘

The fat man frowned. “Sir, don‘t you think it‘s strange? How did Manuel know that you were going to leave him out there to die? The only people that knew about your meeting with Buchanon are Fabio‘s men.”

Donald paused for a bit, lifted his head, and his gaze looked sullen. “Fabio doesn‘t care about Manuel‘s life or death at all. So, someone seems to want Manuel to escape. It seems that someone working for Fabio isn‘t as clean and loyal as they seem.”

He finished the wine in one mouthful, turned around, and asked the fat man, “Have you found anything about the incident with the account book?”

Fatty replied, “I heard it‘s the person who took over The Commune. He‘s the one who found out about the issue with the account book. He should be the one who told the Southern Clan about it.”

Donald‘s expression dimmed, but no one could tell how he felt exactly. “Who‘s that person?”