Chapter 96 An Uninvited Guest

Lamont raised his head and glanced at Amelie. An imperceptible smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

“Alright, I’ve signed the bailing deal.”

Lamont pushed one of the contracts over, but he did not touch the other one.

Amelie did not take it. Instead, she raised her eyebrows slightly. “What? Why not sign the other?”

Lamont shrugged his shoulders. He knew in his heart that he had to accept the tyrannical terms of the second contract. He signed his name on the last page of the contract with his pen.

“Very good.” Amelie nodded in satisfaction. After arranging the documents, she put them into his bag. “Wait a moment. I will give the deal to the person in charge to take a look. You can leave after the confirmation.‘

“Yes.”

That night, people passing by the police station might see a man and a woman entering a Rolls–Royce Silver Ghost.

What was going on?

What was going on?

Miriam curled up on the sofa. Wrapped in a thick blanket, she stared at the phone screen

with a pale face.

She stared at the text sent by Macey. “Were you the one who opened the door to

Lamont’s office?”

Since she was holding onto her phone tightly, a thin layer of sweat appeared on

Miriam’s hand, which turned sticky and uncomfortable.

Ding.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

It was a call from Macey.

Miriam didn’t dare to pick it up. The crisp sound of the ringing filled the empty room. It

was quite strange.

Finally, the ringing stopped.

Miriam closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the chair in deep thought.

Macey would find her sooner or later. It was not a good idea to hide at home all the time.

She took her phone and bought a train ticket online.

could at least choose to run

ticket to her hometown, Miriam began to

her clothes.

than half an hour, Miriam straightened her aching back and prepared to throw away

soon as she opened the

“Ah! Help! Help!”

man. She pressed against the door handle with the other hand to close the

one leg in.

heads, but none

“It’s me.”

voice when her heart was

it … Mr. Byron?

and looked outside through the crack in

indeed

had just been hit by a bag of trash. He was now standing outside

Byron! You’re released!”

the trash bag outside the door. “I’m sorry, Mr. Byron. I thought

in

walked in and sat down in a

would you like to drink

the room was

hands.

and said, “I can’t let my mother know that I was released. You should know a reliable housing agent, right? Help me rent a

me to rest.”

exactly is the location you

was about to contact a familiar agent, Lamont’s words immediately

company. It’s convenient.”

of the Byron

in the downtown area where the rent was high. The agent she knew did not do business with

try to ask.”

got up to leave.

where are you going

way, have you done everything I asked

Wasn’t Lamont released because of

“Yes.”

Lamont everything that had happened at that time

I got it.”

and mask from his pocket and put them on. He left

hurry.

checking in at a random hotel, Lamont

Three days were long enough for them to send people over. How could there be no movement until now?

online environment, Lamont entered

the message

after he sent the message, there appeared dozens of replies instantly.

Are you

Oakland recently. We thought he would go over to help.”

today. We were just about to

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