Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 828 Got trapped

“Did you hide my stuff, why did you do it, why did you take my stuff?” Mrs. Gibson accused Murray on the other end of the phone.

“If I didn’t take these things from you, there is no telling what you would do next. Probably come here to my home and try to ruin my life again,” Murray retorted.

“You ungrateful, disobedient brat. You’ll regret this.”Mrs. Gibson warned.

She knew that Murray couldn’t keep her away.

Mrs. Gibson knew that if he wanted to return to U.S, there were other ways besides the formal procedures.

Or she could directly declare that her things have been lost, but it is more troublesome to handle abroad than in the U.S., and there were more procedures.

Mrs. Gibson took the money and crouched at the door of the embassy, wanting to see if anyone would come to help him.

She waited all morning for the embassy to open.

At this time, a man came over, looked up and down and asked directly, “Are you applying for a visa?”

Mrs. Gibson nodded desperately.

“That’s good, I can handle it for you.” The man looked very happy to help.

“You’re not going to lie to me?” Mrs. Gibson asked, warily.

The man took out his work badge that showed that he worked for the embassy.

help me get new one? Don’t worry I have money.” With that,

in a hurry, you can choose to rush delivery. You can leave your contact information to me,

after leaving

Gibson quietly waited

waiting for a full week

so she came back to

and asked,

your application, did you make a mistake?” the man asked after

them, “There was a man standing at the door a week ago.. He said he could help me get

doesn’t even have a work permit. How could he possibly apply for a visa for you?” the

still in disbelief, thinking that the staff was sent

could it be false?

the staff for a long time

Gibson still had a glimmer

secretly reported Mrs.

about her, you just

the embassy door every day to wait, but she never saw the man, and

last of her savings. She

wanted notice for scammers was posted on the embassy door. The face of the man that

no matter what she did, no one outside paid

housekeeper could only go in for fear that she would

Mrs. Gibson yelled as she burst into tears, and when

me, right? You tell Murray that I won’t give

smash the whole room, someone will come in