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Chapter 1292. Jealous with envy

    <h4>Chapter 1292: 1292. Jealous with envy</h4><h4></h4>


    He immediately thought of the female driver from the traffic ident, who looked exactly like his wife...


    He furrowed his brows, "Sir, are you suspecting..."


    Adam Jones’s face, at this moment, was cold enough to condense ayer of ice.


    "It’s not suspicion, it’s certainty."


    He looked up at the Security Minister, his voice alsoyered with a chill, and said:


    "Describe the process of finding her in detail."


    "Yes."


    The Security Minister nodded, solemnly saying:


    "We followed that maritime area all the way down, and when we passed the Bay area, we saw someone lying on the distant beach, wearing the same clothes as thedy wore the day she went missing, so we hurried over."


    "When we found her, she was still unconscious. During the examination by the apanying doctor, she woke up."


    Since the boss was sure this person was not his wife, he certainly wouldn’t refer to her as dy."


    Nor would he use much respect in his words.


    "What did the doctor say?"


    "The doctor privately told me that thedy’s physical condition doesn’t seem like someone who’s been soaked in seawater for a long time, nor does it look like someone who hasn’t eaten for half a month."


    Upon hearing this, the Security Chief realized there were too many inconsistencies with this woman.


    A person who falls into the sea, even if washed ashore immediately, couldn’t possibly be in such a condition after half a month.


    Unless...


    "Secretly notify the traffic police to take her away."


    "Sir, do you mean..."


    "Does such a woman deserve to stay by my side?"


    A hint of scorn shed in Adam Jones’s icy eyes, "Let’s not rm the snake for now."


    "I understand, sir."


    "Has that car been found?"


    "Not yet, we’ve checked all vacant parking lots and car scrapyards in the city. ording to the information from several scrapyards, a Santana of that model hasn’t been scrapped."


    The Security Minister carefully nced at Adam Jones’s face, seeing no change in his expression, he continued:


    "We are now searching for the vehicle in all parking lots throughout the city, as long as it’s still in Boston, we can definitely find it."


    From the time of the traffic ident till now, more than half a month had passed, and during this half-month, they had arranged for people to check the same model vehicle at all city exits.


    They hadn’t found the vehicle involved in the ident, which means if it wasn’t scrapped, it must be hidden somewhere in the city.


    The Jones family is not afraid of spending manpower and financial resources, finding this car is just a matter of time.


    Adam Jones waved his hand at him, "Continue searching."


    "Yes."


    After the Security Minister left, Adam Jones went to the bedroom.


    In the bedroom, "Elly Campbell" was sitting on the bed, curiously looking around, just like Granny Turner first entering Grandview Park.


    After a long time, she sneered, letting out a low sigh, "The Jones family is indeed the Jones family, this kind of life is unimaginable."


    She walked to the window, looking at the vast backyard filled with various precious and rare flowers, with gardeners specially tending to them.


    Next to the garden, there was a sshouse of over a hundred square meters, filled with all sorts of children’s toys.


    Looking further to the west side of the vi, there was a small children’s amusement park, equipped with various types of facilities.


    It made her envious.


    She thought about how difficult it was to buy a few tens of square meters of housing in Boston, yet Elly Campbell, was living in a mansion spanning tens of thousands of square meters.
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