Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 160

Brian walked over, trembling slightly in fear. He was puzzled.

Brian had just received a forced order from his superior. But why was Jerry here at this time?

Among all the Bureaus of Investigation, there were only two people who were more powerful than Jerry in the entire United States. One of them was Bobby, and the other one was the mysterious boss of the National Bureau of Investigation.

However, no one had ever seen the true lace of that mysterious boss. Even his true identity and background were mysterious. It was said that he had gone on a mission many years ago, and there had been no news of him since then.

Brian collected his thoughts and put on a fawning expression. He bowed slightly to Jerry. “Mr. Felton, why did you come to Washington? You should let your subordinates inform us in advance. In that case, the Washington Police Department would be able to prepare early. Please, have a seat.”

But Jerry ignored Brian.

The heater in the interrogation room was on. The temperature inside was higher than outside. Jerry took off his coat and handed it to his subordinate. Then, he walked steadily towards Viola.

At this time, Viola finally noticed Jerry.

Jerry’s evil and handsomne face gradually matched Viola’s childhood memories.

Viola was stunned, and her expression was a little complicated.

She called out softly, “Jerry?”

Jerry responded with a smile. His deep and azure eyes were focused on Viola.

Karissa and Jaylin were dumbfounded.

Orlando was shocked.

Orlando felt like he would spit out a mouthful of blood in the next moment.

for Jerry’s face. But it turned out

even called Jerry

bit his lower lip, not

Viola, and his eyes were pentle. He raised his hand to touch Viola’s face, and Viola didn’t

and grabbed Viola’s arm, shifting her attention to

“What’s wrong?”

Viola was confused.

eyebrows were slip litly furrowed. His pale

hurts…” As Orlando spoke,

the deep red mark on Orlando’s lower lip. Seeing

does it hurt?”

and raised his

“My wrists hurt…”

handcuffs, Orlando’s wrisis were already covered with deep red blood marks. They

Instead,

thought, and this bastard forget that I‘m also

Orlando’s trick

did not say anything. Her red lips were tightly pursed as she

coldly. “Who taught you to use handculis on them so

that his face turned pale. He said without much confidence, “Mr. Felion,

“Uncuft then,” Jerry emphasized.

“Yes. OK OK”

order other policemen to

Viola and

naturally pulled Viola’s hand and gently rubbed

mark on Viola’s wrist was already very taint, and it

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