Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 672

Chapter 672

Maja initially wanted to ask Nolan if he had threatened Erlinda, but seeing Erlinda’s eyes darting around nervously, she figured out that the girl was terrified of being caught talking to her.

“Okay, Erlinda, here’s my office address. I’ll be waiting for your response.”

Erlinda just glanced at the address and memorized it, handing back the piece of paper to Maja.

“I’ve got it memorized.”

Looked like Erlinda had been backed into a corner.

Back at the office, Maja juggled paperwork while waiting.

Around 5 in the evening, she received a local express delivery with which came an additional $70.

There were three scripts, all handwritten.

As she flipped through the first one, her eyes sparked with surprise.

It was a captivating crime detective drama, with plot twists galore that kept she guessing until the very end about the identity of the murderer.

The methods of killing were enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.

The most surprising thing to Maja was that this was the work of a young girl.

Maja was instantly blown away and quickly moved on to the second and third scripts.

The first one was a crime detective drama.

about the gritty realities of life in

again a crime detective drama.

knack for dissecting human nature

was excited and immediately

scripts. Name your price,” Maja spoke without giving time for the person on the opposite side to even

of Erlinda’s voice, a middle–aged man

“Who is this?”

it was Erlinda’s father,

a sinking feeling in her chest as she answered, “I’m a

touch of embarrassment crossed Feynman’s face. He and Jean had knocked off work early that day only to hear rumors circulating in their neighborhood about Erlinda buying birth control

were simple folks who never

Erlinda, but she refused to say anything,

was determined to keep

helping Jean with dinner. What did you mean by those scripts? Has Professor

spoken to Professor Smith about

then, we haven’t eaten dinner yet, we

Feynman felt a bit relieved and glanced at Erlinda who was still kneeling

The call ended.

placed the phone on the table and

the pharmacy said it was you! You were wearing the same clothes she described,

swaying slightly.

approached her his face filled with sorrow, unable to believe

He softened his tone, trying to

shook her head, biting her lip

redemption! How could I have a

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