My Sweet Lawyer Wife

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Johnny didn’t give him a chance to talk and just dropped the phone.

Edward gripped his phone and nearly dropped it in a fit of rage, but finally held back his anger, dropped a few hundred dollars on the table, turned around and went after Amelia.

Amelia was wearing high heels and didn’t go far.

Edward trotted a short distance to meet her.

“Amelia, you wait.”

The man came around in front of her and stopped her, “Wait.”

Amelia looked at Edward and wrinkled her brow in confusion, “Mr. Henderson, I think … I’ve said all I need to say, there’s nothing left to communicate between us. The matter between you and Johnny, you solve it yourselves. It has nothing to do with me, and please don’t make a big deal out of my affairs.”

Edward took a slow breath and said, “I know, I know none of this has anything to do with you. But can I invite you to lunch?”

He wanted to invite Amelia to dinner to get some side information about Johnny so that he could learn more about him.

“You can just ask if you have any questions.”

Amelia naturally knew that Edward would not invite her to dinner for no reason.

Seeing her like this, Edward licked his lips and frowned lightly in ink.

At that moment, the rain increased, Amelia held a transparent umbrella, and Edward stood in front of her in the rain like that.

The rain drenched his hair and beads of water slid down his forehead.

“I called Johnny and asked him, but he didn’t say why, he just gave me three days to guess what he was thinking. Amelia, I know it’s presumptuous to approach you like this, but I hope you can help me. As for the payment, I won’t treat you badly.”

“Mr. Henderson, why do you think, I should help you?”

“Although you are Johnny’s sister, even if you tell me Johnny’s reasons for targeting me, it won’t do him any harm. I would only be able to communicate with him faster and meet his needs.”

For Vivian, Edward is a man of honor.

Of course, he was not reckless to tell Amelia everything, but through the brief exchange with Amelia just now, he found that this woman is simple and clean, simple at heart.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

Amelia shook her head and sighed, “But I’m really touched by your feelings for your wife.”

With those words, she walked around Edward and left.

After a few steps, Amelia suddenly stopped and looked back at Edward, only to find him still standing in the same place.

At that moment, Amelia’s heart actually beat faster.

Edward drove back to the hotel and instructed Ricardo to investigate all the background and information about Johnny as fast as he could.

Even the grandparents’ information was investigated by Ricardo together.

This night, Edward sat in the living room of his suite, a pile of information on the table, he stayed up late looking at.

Overnight, he finished reading a large pile of information, only to have Ricardo send over another thick pile of information the next day.

Edward spent another morning reading materials.

And then took notes and dissected in depth.

The results obtained …

The Henderson Family has had no history or entanglement with the Andrews family at all for hundreds of years.

Dingdong-

The cell phone sitting on the table rang.

Edward picked up his phone and looked at it, [two days left].

Four simple words.

Edward immediately called back and the other party hung up.

Call again, has been pulled into the other side of the blacklist.

“Son of a bitch!”

Edward suddenly exploded, directly overturned the table, allowing hundreds of sheets of information to be scattered on the living room carpet with a whimper.

Ricardo, who was standing on the sidelines, looked alarmed and scared to death.

Following Edward for many years, he seldom saw Edward so violent.

“Mr. Henderson, Mr. Alston can help you with this. Otherwise, let’s ask Mr. Alston to do something about it?” Ricardo couldn’t help but speak up.

At the end of the sentence, Edward threw a cold light over.

“Even though Big Brother will help me, Johnny has the Motril royal family behind him. If he can help me once, how can he help me all the time? This matter is far from being as simple as imagined. Is it hard to let big brother offend the Motril royal family for my sake?”

How could Edward not have thought about Peter.

But Peter has already helped him a lot, and it is difficult for him to go to Peter again.

Listening to Edward’s words, Ricardo immediately lowered his head and looked at the floor, not daring to squeak again.

What your own boss said also makes sense.

Mr. Alston has already helped a lot, if he is allowed to help again, it will only affect Mr. Alston, after all, he is not very close to the Motril royal family.

Not long after, Edward grabbed his suit jacket and left the suite.

“Mr. Henderson, where are you going?”

Edward did not answer Ricardo’s words.

Ricardo could only go out and find a way to investigate the matter again.

Half an hour later, Edward’s limousine pulled up in Storybrooke, the estate of The Andrewe family.

He appeared and the security guard immediately informed them.

The result is …

“You go away, our boss doesn’t want to see you.”

The security guard who walked out said to Edward.

Edward’s fists were clenched and he was close to going on a killing spree, but as soon as he thought of Vivian, he immediately wimped out.

In Edward’s case, life and death are not important to him.

If we let him live with humiliation, we might as well let him die with pain and pleasure.

However, his weakness is Vivian, he is afraid that once he is impulsive, Johnny will release Vivian’s photos, then, everyone knows, Vivian will have to have much courage to face the reality?

When he couldn’t wait for Johnny, Edward waited outside the manor for him to come out.

While waiting for a long time, Edward also sent a message to Ricardo ordering him to do something.

As a result, I waited and waited, but I did not see Johnny.

The next morning but wait for Johnny’s message: [You only have one day left, the show will start soon.

On this day, Edward did nothing but sit in the car and wait for Johnny.

Finally, I saw Johnny the next day.

And at this time, it was also the end of the third day Johnny had agreed with him.

Edward watched Johnny walk out of the estate, followed by several thugs, while the men got out of the car and stood in front of Johnny.

“Well, guess why?”

Johnny clutched a cigar, took a puff, exhaled a light wisp of smoke, and smiled contemptuously.

“No.”

Edward’s cold eyes were leveled at Johnny, “So, is it time to tell me exactly what the reason is?”

“You came to ask me?”

Johnny pointed to himself and stuck one hand in his suit pants pocket, “Since you didn’t make it, don’t blame me for being merciless.”

He waved his hand, “Kay, upload the photos.”

Johnny has absolutely no intention to joke with Edward, since he said, will certainly do.

“Wait.”