Starting with A Divorce

Chapter 253 Armbell Oaks

The most puzzling thing appeared again. What exactly happened on the night of Nancy’s suicide?

Ainsley looked at Matteo and solemnly said, “I want to see Mary.”

Everything returned to the Psychological Counseling Room. Nancy had said that she was afraid of

Mary a few times. However, after hearing what Mary said at the school gate, Ainsley began to think. if Nancy was afraid of Mary’s reaction after the latter knew about AIDS.

In Armbell Oaks.

When Ainsley stepped into Armbell Oaks, she was surprised that there was such a dilapidated and old neighborhood in the bustling and magnificent Seattle.

Armbell Oaks should not be so dilapidated. After all, it existed next to the key primary school and should be popular.

However, when Ainsley saw the buildings in the neighborhood, she found that there were only a few of them, and the highest one had four floors, and it was a dangerous building.

Ainsley was more confused. If the residential area where Nancy lived was only four–story, then where did she jump down?

Nancy lived in the innermost building. There were no public facilities in the neighborhood and no one taking care of the grass and plants. They grew wildly.

Even the mottled marks on the wall outside the floor showed that the floor had existed for a long time. After walking through the bumpy roads, Ainsley finally found the place where Nancy lived.

She walked into the corridor. The dark corridor without a voice–activated sensor light made her feel a sense of panic.

was not too high. It was

she heard the door open. A child poked out his head. Ainsley

only seven or eight years old. His small

mother?”

pushed the little boy behind her.

let Ainsley come alone

work.

the things she had just bought in the

snappily, “What are you doing here? Do you want to see us make a fool of ourselves? Did Mr. Ford tell you what I said? I want 1.6 million dollars! You better give me! When we get the money, we will have nothing to do with you. But if you don’t give me the money, I will continue to make a fuss. I

trembled slightly. In the end, her voice trembled a little. It was as if she was trying

for counsel a few days ago. The contents of the form were just what I

it

was so angry that her eyes were red. She pointed at Ainsley and

at Ainsley suspiciously. He was about seven years old and started to understand the

why don’t you let your son go to

such things.

the little boy go to the

the sofa and said to Mary expressionlessly, “Where did

here today? You’re not welcome here!” Mary

my question seriously.” Ainsley’s

neighborhood next door. It was rented. After Nancy jumped down from the building, the landlord felt that we brought him unluckiness. The people in the building disliked us, so they forced the landlord to drive us out. In desperation, I had to move out with

said. Mary hadn’t even had the time to pack