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Chapter 902 I Know How Your Ex-Wife Died
Chapter 902 I Know How Your Ex-Wife Died
Amanda replied, “Yes!”
Marlon raised his eyebrow. “Are you sure?”
He thought Amanda would at least require him to clarify what happened to Stanford.
“I am sure.” Amanda handed over the pen on the desk. “Write me your bank account number and I will
transfer you the money.”
Marlon looked at her, “I'm already very grateful that you didn’t blame me for what happened today. I
won't accept the money. We are even.”
Marlon turned on the computer, lowered his head and stopped talking. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Amanda didn't force him. She turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Marlon copied the file but didn't leave immediately. He sat on the sofa and waited for Amanda.
About an hour later, Amanda washed herself clean. She was wearing casual home clothes and her hair
was still wet. She wiped her hair and walked out. Seeing Marlon still there, she asked, “Why haven't
you left?”
Marlon stood up, “I'm thinking maybe you forget to order me to do something. So, I'm waiting for you
here.”
He felt that this woman, even after surviving from a life-and-death accident, is still kind. She must have
been even more innocent before.
Amanda poured a glass of water and asked him, “Do you want some water?”
Marlon said no.
She took a sip of warm water and said, “Nah, I got no job for you.” Then she turned to look at Marlon, “I
hope we won't cooperate in the future.”
They didn’t live in the same world at all.
Marlon understood what she meant, “Okay, then. Ms. Nelson, take care and farewell.”
After speaking he walked towards the door.
Amanda stood still at the table, leaning slowly against the table and holding the cup with warm water in
her hand. She could feel the warmth through the cup body. She blinked her eyes, “It will be so kind only
if the human mind can be warmed up easily like this.”
Soon she calmed down and put the cup down.
Marlon walked out of the hotel and glanced back.
In fact, he himself didn't know what he was looking at.
He walked to the car parked on the side of the road and unlocked the car. Without any hesitation, he
started the car and drove towards the J&Y Group.
After about half an hour, the car stopped in front of the J&Y Group building. He walked in with the task
assigned to him by Amanda.
The receptionist smiled with no sense of pleasure, “We can't let you go up if you don’t have the
appointment.”
“I'm looking for Mr. James for an emergency. Please tell him.” Marlon said.
“I'm sorry. But there are tons of people who want to see Mr. James every day. If I call and ask him
every time, then Mr. James won't have time to work.” The receptionlist is a bit alienate, but this is her
job.
“I have something for him. And I will just say a few words...”
At this moment the elevator door slid open and Stanford was about to set off because he had gotten
the news that Lindsay was taken.
“Mr. James.” Marlon glanced at the receptionist and walked quickly to stop him.
Stanford paused.
“Who are you? J&Y Group is not a public place. Leave here right now, or I will call the security guard!”
Atwood Barret stepped forward and stood between Stanford and Marlon.
“I just have a few words to tell Mr. James...”
Atwood interrupted him, “Mr. James is very busy and has no time to listen to your nonsense, security...”
“I'm here to tell Mr. James about the truth of his ex-wife's death!” Marlon exclaimed.
There was even an echo in the hall.
Atwood's expression changed, “What, what did you say?”
After speaking, he turned around and waiting for orders from Stanford. Stanford stood straight, but his
hands hanging beside him curled into a fist.
His voice was low, “What did you say?”
Marlon said word by word, “I know how your ex-wife got killed.”