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.

new one? Don’t

the working day. If you are in a hurry, you can choose to rush delivery. You can leave your contact information to me, and I will contact you when it is

home after leaving her

Gibson

waiting for a full week

so she came back to the

stopped them and asked, “I want

receive your application, did you make a mistake?”

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

the purpose of defrauding people like you of their money. He doesn’t even have

still in disbelief, thinking that the staff was sent

it be false? Are

for a long time

Gibson still had a glimmer

secretly reported Mrs. Gibson’s situation to

you just need

wait,

of her savings. She

Gibson didn’t believe it until a wanted notice for scammers was posted on the embassy door. The face of the man that she spoke to before was

in the room alone, crying and smashing things, but no matter what she did, no one outside paid

could only go in for fear that she would do

into tears,

of here, you’re here to spy on me, right? You tell Murray that I won’t give

want. Even if you smash the whole room,