Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 392

Nolan sent a text message to Quincy. After a while, Quincy found something and replied to him.

Nolan threw his phone on the table and asked, “Is it this woman?”

The man took a look at the phone and nodded.

Maisie took the phone and looked at the female staff member.

‘Isn’t she Meryl from the administrative department? What has she done to make Rowena send someone to kill her?’

Maisie looked at Nolan and asked, “How did you know it’s her?”

Nolan then replied flatly, “She has been absent from work for a few days, so it isn’t hard to get her information.”

and neither could they get through to her. Her stuff was still on her desk, and the administrative department manager had told Quincy about it. Therefore,

of her corpse.

she looked at him and asked, “Are you guys not worried about getting retribution

we work for her. That’s how our world works. We can barely keep ourselves alive, so why should we be worried about

.

another drag from the cigarette and continued. “I admit that I have killed people and that I’m definitely not a good soul. I might end up dying beside the street one day, but as long as it doesn’t affect my brother, I wouldn’t mind if I were imprisoned or got

clenched her fist tightly. The man in front of her was not entirely cold blooded Had the world been nicer to him, he wouldn’t have to go down such a path. She could see that he cared

If my memory serves me right, he was from the

lot. He’s very loyal to Ms. Summers, and he would introduce people he trusts to Ms. Summers, and I’m one of them. Honestly, I didn’t know Stone’s identity in the beginning. I just knew that he came from a powerful organization, and it was only until later that I learned that he worked

“All of us could see it. Stone was fiercely loyal to Ms. Summers, and the way he looked at her was different from how he

pawns. Otherwise, she would not have killed him, the man who had been by her side for the longest

these people were her pawns that could be disposed of at

the lamps’ neon lights that lit up one after another. The car was running at a steady pace on the