Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1681

"This belongs to a woman. She asked me to come to Waverly Village and pass it to the people here."

The driver saw Jacky and gave him the watch. Jacky stared at the watch. He didn't recognize Raeleigh's watch at first but recalled seeing her wearing it while they were eating.

Turning around, Jacky looked at Harvey. "Take a picture and send it to Jepherson."

"Got it."

Harvey immediately snapped a photo and sent it to Jepherson.

At this time, Jepherson was looking for Raeleigh. He was also going to Flynt's countryside home. He had already found Raeleigh's location. He received the photo and called Jacky. "Who sent it?"

"A taxi driver."

"Ask him what else he has."

"Is there anything else?"

Jacky asked in a friendly tone. The driver looked at Jacky for a while. He seemed to have seen him on TV, but who was it?

Thinking carefully, the driver remembered. Wasn't this the new mayor, Mr. Scott?

"Are you Mr. Scott, the mayor?"

The driver asked boldly, to which Jacky said, "Tobe. Just tell me, everything will be fine."

"I wrote down this license plate number. I was afraid I'd forget it."

The driver passed the note to Jacky. There was only one license plate number on it. He really couldn't react in time and could only remember this.

He hoped that it would be of some use.

Jacky accepted the note and took a closer look. He told Jepherson on the other side of the phone, "It's a license plate number..."

Jepherson hung up the phone after receiving that bit of information. He frowned slightly and said, "Flynt sure is a bold one. He used the Moore family's car. It seems that he has already thought about it and wants me to come to him."

"You forced him into a dead end. You placed your men in various departments. Now they are on your side and have something on him. Now no one wants to give him the evidence. Even the Moore family's men had lost to money. Now you have given his chance of being the mayor to Jacky. Do you think he will let it go?"

Zorion sat across from him. On this day, he had come out alone. There was something he needed to do. Rossie had to take care of the children, so Zorion didn't want to bring her out either.

Jepherson glanced at Zorion. "It's better when you don't speak."

The corners of Zorion's mouth twitched. "What can you do to me?"

"I haven't thought about what I can do to you. But now you're getting on my nerves. So I would advise you to snap your mouth shut. Every time you speak, I feel my eyes rolling back and I can see my brain."

Zorion said with a forced smile, "I have to remind you not to regret it when you are at the end of your life. The most irredeemable thing in life is regret. You should stop before you are able to create any conditions for regret."

"Even if you force Raeleigh to be by your side, she'll still leave when you're not paying attention."

"You should know that you can't spend your whole life doing nothing but watching over a woman."

"Rossie told me that she could help me look after all the people who I can't take care of. The premise was that I would give her all the space that she needs." "I'm not exactly certain what she meant by space, but I think it's freedom." "If you can't give her what she wants, why lock her up?"

"She'll just be nothing more than a pet. Life looks great for her, but she doesn't like it."

"Stop the car."

Jepherson had the final say in his own car. The driver stopped the car and Stuart pulled the door open, inviting Zorion out.

The car sped off as Zorion dusted off his clothes. As he stared into the distance, another came up to him and he got in.

Stuart looked into the rearview mirror in the car. He also felt that Zorion's words were somewhat reasonable, but if Jepherson refused to listen, what could he do?

Jepherson's car quickly arrived outside Flynt's countryside manor. There were a few cars parked at the entrance. One of the cars had the license number the taxi driver had given to Jacky.

After Jepherson stood for a while, someone came over and handed him a document.

"Mr. Richards, what an honour. Mr. Moore anticipated this and prepared this for you. As long as you sign this, we'll let her go." NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Jepherson didn't look at the document at all. He didn't even take his hand out of his trouser pocket and said directly, "Get the f*ck out of my face!"

Stuart stood behind and said, "Tell Flynt to come out."

"Sorry, but no one can enter if you don't sign. Mr. Moore said that no matter who you are, as long as you don't do as we say, you'll have to bear the consequences."

"What are the consequences?" Jepherson's eyes darkened as he spoke. The other party replied, "Why don't you tell me, Mr. Richards?"

Jepherson laughed. "Really?"

"Of course."

After that, the person took a few steps back and stood there. There were only about a dozen men, but if they refused to move, Jepherson could only force his way in.

Jepherson turned to look at Stuart. "Give me your gun."

"Mr. Jepherson..."

"Give it to me."

Jepherson glared at him, but Stuart frowned. "We can't do that here."

"Mr. Richards, you are a natural at cracking jokes. Don't you understand the laws of our country? We don't allow guns here, let alone an unregistered

firearm."

Jepherson turned to look at him. "Do you think I can't kill you without a gun?"

"I didn't say anything."

The man was respectful and polite, but he could not hide the contempt and arrogance in his words. "Stuart, break his chin so that he can't speak any more."

Jepherson turned around and stared at the person on the opposite side. His words sounded like a joke as he had no power to do that here.

Stuart received the order and walked towards the other side. The people around wanted to approach him, but the other side had already heard of Stuart, a good- for- nothing who had been handicapped in a car accident. What could he do? So the man raised his hand and asked people to stop.

Stuart walked in front of him and reached out his hands. Flynt's man took a step back wanting to dodge his attacks but he was not fast enough. With a loud cracking sound, Stuart had crushed his jaw, leaving him howling in pain, rolling on the floor.

His chin was smashed. Although Stuart had been affected by the accident, he was still ruthless when it came to protecting the Richards family,

The other party was in such pain that he almost fainted on the spot. Cold sweat flowed down from his head. Stuart stood there and looked at the people around him.

"Speak at your own risk. You should have known better."

Flynt's men then went up and surrounded Jepherson's men. They started to fight while Jepherson and Stuart walked towards the house.