Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 612

Chapter 612 Showing Off

Logan was stunned, his eyes slightly filled with fear. But he quickly regained his composure and said, “Mr. Jenson, there is no other truth to this matter. Do you think Old Mr. Jenson, who once ran the military world, would lie to you?”

Cedrick lowered his gaze and didn’t reply. However, his icy expression was a clear display of his skeptical attitude toward this matter.

“Mr. Jenson…”

“You should go back, Logan. Tell Grandpa exactly what I said. He knows the answer I’m seeking for.”

“Mr. Jenson,” Logan repeated.

Cedrick simply got up and went back to his desk, then sat down quietly and began to work, acting as if Logan didn’t exist.

It was obvious that Logan wasn’t welcome there anymore, and it would be humiliating for him to stay any longer. He had no choice but to let out a long sigh and say, “I will convey your message to Old Mr. Jenson, and I might visit again today.”

Cedrick immediately frowned upon hearing that. He caught the keyword in Logan’s statement, and his gaze became solemn as he watched Logan leave.

Before ten o’clock at night, a confession must be forced out of Yael. This is the deadline I’ve given him. Otherwise, Xander will be sent back to the previous cell

And it seems that Grandpa wants Logan to understand the full story today since he’s sending him back and forth.

He seems to know about every move I make in the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Are his former subordinates and confidants spying on me?

Cedrick fell into deep thoughts because of one simple sentence. All sorts of factors and causes began to disturb him in his mind, frustrating him.

Ding!

Suddenly, a short ringtone sounded. It was the sound of a WhatsApp message notification.

After giving his phone a casual glance and noticing the sender’s name, “Darling Wife,” he instantly picked up the phone and checked his WhatsApp.

Gwendolyn texted: How’s progress at the bureau? Do you want to have dinner together tonight?

Cedrick stared at the text message for a long while and thought about the things he had to do by that night. Given Yael’s temperament, I’m afraid he won’t compromise easily before the final moment.

Cedrick had no choice but to reject his beloved wife for once. He replied: I can’t make it tonight. I’m working overtime. I’ll make it up to you next time, Darling.

overtime?

be done before

have a packed

Cedrick: Yeah…

message bitterly, Cedrick didn’t receive a reply for a long time. Instantly, his

meals I cook. She must be unhappy as I can’t go home

more determined to seek the truth of the matter.

won’t rest until I get the answer

half later, at six o’clock in the evening, someone knocked on

detention

so his low voice was laced with a hint of

eat or drink any of the food and water we delivered to him. He gave it all to Mr.

has one son. Of course

that, they are putting on a show by hugging each other and acting like a pair of

continued writing as he said, “Got it.

“Yes, Mr. Jenson.”

left, the temperature

and he was writing

his mind, the scene of

spies did Grandpa arrange by my side? Or did he keep

merely suffering some minor external injuries; there are no major injuries done to him at all. Yet, Grandpa

echoed in the office.

on the pen that the tip curved and

the tip of the pen and

but it had caused an entire paper to

the annoyance within him, forcing

any hesitation, he threw away the pen that had already

crumpled the paper that had been dirtied by the ink and tossed it into the

and picked a new expensive pen and dipped it in the bottle of ink. After recollecting himself, he

to notice someone twisting the doorknob quietly to

someone placing down a mug that he suddenly regained his senses and glanced

a cup of freshly brewed coffee.

in an extremely cold voice, “Who allowed you to deliver coffee

he raised his head and met a pair

eyes.

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