Chapter 305 On the roadside not far across the street, the car window of a black Aston Martin was partially lowered.
Sitting in the back row, Nikolas had a playful look in his eyes. He curled his lips and said, “Is she Lennon's woman?" Brenton replied, "Yes, Nikolas." Nikolas said, "She's quite lucky." "The two men beside her are probably bodyguards arranged by Lennon." Nikolas said meaningfully, "She is indeed beautiful. No wonder Lennon adores her." Brenton laughed and said, "This woman is Lennon's only weakness." Nikolas withdrew his gaze. No one knew what he was thinking.“Lennon ruined my good fortune, so I should at least give him a gift." Menes The project in Italy consumed immense effort and a huge amount of money, and in the crucial stage, it was destroyed by Lennon. The project suffered severe losses, costing him half of his life.
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Mariela made a phone call, and in less than five minutes, the officer in charge of the case received a call from his superior.
After hanging up the phone, the police officer changed his gaze toward Mariela, and his tone becmuch politer. "Ms. Logan, we have rece "report, and we have officially filed an investigation for the charge of intentional homicide. You can go hinform Marielamediately if there is any new information." Mariela nodded slightly."Thank you." After leaving the police station, Mariela received an unfamiliar phone call.
The tone Mariela rude."I heard took Andrew's case. Are you going to arbitrate against our company?" Yes." you "Ms. Logan, are you available to cto my place? We need to talk." The man's tone was tinged with a hint of disdain and arrogance.
"Who are you?" The man smiled and Mariela remembered, "Well, I'm Victor Rojas, Andrew's former boss." name.
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"Let's talk about settling the matter privately. If we can resolve it privately, there's no need to go through the hassle of labor arbitration and waste our time." "Okay, givean address." Victor gave her an address.
It was a business club, located over ten miles away from here.
After hanging up the phone, Mariela absentmindedly tapped on the m steering wheel with her slender and long fingers. Victor was not friendly, so she must be careful.