Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Chapter 349 There’s a Way

The man answered truthfully, “He sent a message into our company’s group chat, saying that the pay was 200,000. He hoped one of us could…”

He took a peek at Sonia, then hurriedly lowered his head. He dared not say the word, so he could only indirectly imply the meaning. “He hoped one of us could bully a girl, film videos, and take pictures. After everything was done, we just had to send the videos and pictures to him. At that time, many of us in the group were fighting for this job, but I got it in the end.”

Whatever the case, he was as regretful right now as he was happy when he first got the job.

He wanted nothing more than to slap himself a couple of times. Why did I have to be so fast to accept the job?

“There are even photos and videos? Did you take them?” Sonia’s expression changed drastically, and she tightly clenched her fists.

The air around Toby grew cold as well, and the man felt the murderous intent emanating off of him.

The man shuddered and quickly explained, “No, no. I didn’t take any pictures. When I went to the club that night, I bumped into a female client whom I slept with before and was beaten up by the people she brought with her. Then, I was left in the suburbs, and they even took my cell phone and other belongings. I spent a night in the wild, and it was only at dawn the next day that I met a kind person who sent me to the city. When I rushed to the club, you had already been…”

He didn’t continue, but everyone knew what he meant.

Sonia turned slightly to shoot Toby a cold glance, but he looked away knowingly.

Despite that, Sonia didn’t hold it against him and quickly turned her attention back to the man. “How do I know what you said is true?”

“You can check it out. The place where I was taken away by my female client had surveillance cameras, and I also remember the license plate of the Samaritan who helped me. I can give it to you. If you find the Samaritan, you can check their driving records, then you’ll know if what I said is true,” the man hurriedly replied, for fear that she wouldn’t believe him.

In fact, Sonia believed him, and she didn’t look as anxious as before.

Because the man didn’t take photos and videos of her, naturally, she wasn’t worried that her photos would be leaked.

Speaking of which, she would also like to thank that female client.

you were in my room?” Sonia bit her lip, as

frozen out in the wild all night, and I was so tired from the cold that I fell asleep soon after entering your room, so how could I have possibly done anything to you? After I woke up, you were no longer there. I didn’t have a phone, so I couldn’t take pictures of you, and since I couldn’t complete the task, I was afraid that I would be asked

Seafield, he could

didn’t expect that he would still get taken, and the person who kidnapped him wasn’t even

shivering and frightened man, Sonia turned around and said to Toby, “I have nothing else to ask. He doesn’t have that big of a role anyway. He only let me know what happened that night, so it can’t be used to send Tina to prison. The one who will really come in handy

think

over. “President Fuller, what are your

man to the bank and get proof of the transfer of the 200,000 into his account, then sort out the chat records between him and the waiter as evidence to be used against the waiter,”

send Tina to prison, but

would undoubtedly accuse Tina. Then, Tina would be sent

President Fuller.” Tom gave a

is done, bring him to the waiter. The waiter must still have something that he hasn’t explained. Pry it all out of

then waved at the bodyguard, signaling for him to

looked at Sonia and asked,

her lips and

contemplating this as

accepted the job to defile her, he did nothing

let him off so

darkened. “If you don’t know what to do, then let me deal with

“What

out in two days,” Toby answered, his intentions

of person to insist and pursue, so since he had said that,

Since she didn’t know how to deal with him, it was naturally best to leave

bank slips and chat records

Toby’s hearts sink, because whatever the waiter confessed wasn’t enough to

Messenger, or other messaging softwares, but in

working at that time and didn’t have a phone with him, so he couldn’t possibly record any audio. The only thing that was useful was the transfer of 300,000 from Tina to the waiter—200,000