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Chapter 690

    He sounded quite gossipy when he said this, but his tone was rigid. It sounded weirding from him.


    Mnie paused. “Don’t pick up everything you see from Yvonne.”


    Hugh’s expression remained stoic. “It’s just a logical guess. After all, I can’t think of anyone else who would help her in Oskon City. It’s best that you be careful.”


    He sounded serious about reminding Mnie to look out for herself.


    Mnie nodded. “I know.”


    “About Eugene Scott…” Hugh said in a tone that sounded older than his age. He


    this some thought beforementing, “I don’t think he’s a good person.”


    gave


    It was not only because of how Yvonne had spoken about Eugene. This statement came mostly from Hugh’s observation of Eugene and how Hugh felt about him.


    Even though Hugh did not speak much and was quite impatient, Yvonne had emphasized that Mnie was her good friend. This prompted Hugh to give her this reminder.


    He had just said this when they heard footsteps behind them.


    Eugene’s deep, maic voice spoke up. “It sounds like you don’t like me very much, Mr. Brand.”


    Hugh and Mnie looked up at him. Eugene was in a ck, and he looked more somber than usual.


    There was not much of an expression on his clean, handsome face as he looked down at Mnie with a thoughtful look in his eye.


    Hugh did not feel embarrassed at all of being caught talking behind Eugene’s. back. He raised an eyebrow. “Looks like that luxury car doesn’t belong to Mr. Scott.”


    Lee spoke up immediately, “Mr. Scott has been in a seminar in the hall on the first floor. It had only just ended.”


    Mnie finally reacted. She looked at Eugene and immediately met his eyes as he was staring at her.


    Eugene asked, “What luxury car?<b>” </b>


    “Vi came here in a luxury car and left with Harvey Grant after that,” Mnie.


    exined. She did not think much of it. They already had concrete evidence, and Mnie would make sure to send Vi to court.


    “That car isn’t mine,” Eugene answered after a brief silence.


    Before Mnie could say another word, Hugh spoke up, “You should be lucky that it has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, Mnie would sue you too.”


    He ced his hand around Mnie’s shoulder after that and led her out.


    Mnie did not look back. She was beginning to rethink this.


    If it was not Eugene, who could it be?


    Was it Harvey


    crant?


    Mnie’s thoughts were interrupted by her ringing phone. It was from an unknown number. Mnie thought it was Howard calling again.


    She hung up without hesitation.


    A message was sent to her right after she hung up.


    [Disappointed, aren’t you?]


    Mnie immediately recognized who would send such a message to her.


    It was Vi.


    She looked down at the message for quite a while, and her expression gradually turned dark. Hugh noticed something wrong with her<b>. </b><b>He </b>asked in a low voice, What’s wrong?”


    Mnie said nothing. The next day, she received a call from the police. They informed her to make a trip to the police station that morning because there something they needed to discuss with her.


    was


    She was on her way to the conference hall and made ast–minute detour to the police station.


    It was the same policeman she had talked to thest time. He passed a settlement agreement to her. “The other party wishes to settle this out of court. She said she can agree to any request you make.”


    Mnie looked at the settlement agreement for a long time and did nothing. She looked back up at the wall and saw the poster that stated ‘Justice will always prevail‘ still pasted on the wall.


    She heard herself ask<b>/</b>“What if I refuse to settle?”


    The policeman was silent for a moment before sighing. “It’s up to you, Miss Smith.”
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