Chapter 115


    Chapter 115 Jason said it would be postponed


    After the police left.


    Then Chris returned to the vi.


    Seeing his boss sitting there with coldness, he walked over and said, “Boss, they had been taken.


    away by the police.”


    “Make an appointment with Jenny tomorrow,” said Jason, his eyes unfathomable.


    “In addition, investigate the matter that Sarah was beaten upst time carefully.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    “And…”


    “Yes?”


    “How’s the investigation about the rtionship between Sarah and Robert in the hotelst time?” Jason


    was careful.


    “Yes, I’ve found it, but it’s a little strange.” Chris frowned.


    “Now we’re waiting for the results of the second round of investigation. I’ll show you the results when


    theye out.”


    “Yes,” said Jason slightly.


    After this matter was over, Chris thought of another thing.


    He took out a customized little poke card from the pocket of his shirt and handed it to him. “Mr. Williams


    asked me to give it to you.”


    Jason took a look at it.


    He strode to the sofa and sat down, with a sense of alienation and coldness all over his body.


    For this, he only said, “Let him go to the crew to y with Lucas. I don’t have time.”


    “No,” exined Chris.


    Jason: “?”


    “Mr. Williams said that Miss Yeats left this at his housest time when she went to his house.”


    Chris said in details, “He asked me to return it to you.”


    The simple sentence sessfully attracted Jason’s attention.


    He took the diamond K and said at this moment, “At his home?”


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    Saral? didn’t like Edgar. How could she go to his house?


    What’s wrong with him.


    As soon as he thought about it, he noticed the specialty of this card. It was made of special materials.


    and very thin.


    Most importantly, it was even smoother than the new cards bought on the market.


    “Where did ite from?” Jason asked as he looked sideways.


    Chris was speechless.


    Didn’t I tell you?


    Miss Yeats left it at his house.


    “Apart from asking you to give this to me, what else did he say?” Jason asked as he rubbed his.


    cards.


    If this was an ordinary item that Sarah had lost, he would have already sent it to the office of the Noth


    group.


    But now he gave it to him in this way.


    Chris felt that his boss was really good at predicting things.


    “Mr. Williams also said that if you want to know how Miss Yeats came to his house, you can go to find


    him.”


    Upon hearing this.


    Jason thought for a while.


    Then he walked out with his phone and car key.


    “Boss.” called Chris.


    “Postpone the things for tomorrow morning.” as usual, Jason said indifferently, “I’m going to find Edgar.”


    “Then how about your divorce with Miss Yeats this afternoon?” it seemed that Chris suddenly


    understood something.


    “Postpone it.”


    “Reason?”


    “I went to the suburb to look for herst night. The car is out of gas in the wild, and my phone is out of


    power.”


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    said Jason, who had already thought of an excuse. “I didn’te back until thetter half of the


    night.


    Before I went to bed, I was taken away by Edgar to talk about business. I’m tired and need a rest.”


    Chris was a little relieved, as if his boss had finally grown up. “Okay.”


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    Jason knew that Chris was a reliable man. After saying that, he took the car and left.


    In order to make things more realistic, Chris calcted the time and sent a message to Sarah, saying


    that Jason was busy.


    Everything was arranged properly.


    In this way.


    On the second day, Sarah didn’t find anything wrong, nor did she feel that his boss was dying.


    Jason didn’t expect that at thest moment, there would be another reason to dy the divorce.


    The car drove in the dark and arrived at the ce where Edgar lived an hourter.


    Just like him, Edgar was used to living alone.


    Around one o’clock in the morning, he was the only one in the vi.


    He didn’t care whether Edgar was asleep or not. He rang the doorbell again and again. About ten


    minutester, no one came out.


    Thinking that there was only one person in the room, he entered the unlock code that Edgar had.


    told him before.


    A momentter.


    He stepped in.


    He went to the living room and closed the door. Afraid of frightening someone, he called Edgar first.


    The call connected, and Edgar’s phone rang. In this quiet night, the ringtone was particrly clear.


    “What,” said Edgar in an unclear voice, “is there something wrong with Jason? Why did he call me in


    the middle of the night?”


    Jason “…”


    Bang!


    Something was dropped on the floor.


    Edgar threw his phone on the ground, pulled the quilt and went back to sleep.


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    Jason turned on the light in the living room, looked up and went upstairs.


    The sound of footsteps was very clear in the vi. As soon as Edgar pulled the quilt to sleep, he


    heard the sound of footsteps.


    The voice was like the ghost stories he had read when he was young.


    He subconsciously held the quilt tightly in his arms, and he waspletely awake in this strange


    and terrible atmosphere.


    What the hell.


    Was it a ghost in the middle of the night?


    Horror movie in real life?


    There were another two slow footsteps. It seemed that the sound was getting closer and closer to


    his room.


    At that moment, Edgar stared at his room and held the quilt more tightly.


    “Knock, knock, knock.”


    There was a sudden knock on the door.


    Edgar was startled. When there was a knock on the door again, he turned on the brightest light in


    the room.


    After swallowing saliva several times, he put on his clothes and walked towards the door.


    At the same time, when Jason was knocking at the door, he became a little impatient. He put his hand


    on the doorknob and opened the door.


    Unfortunately, at this time, Edgar put his hand on the doorknob as well.


    Before he started to push, he felt the doorknob move automatically.


    Edgar, “!!!”


    What happened?


    Was there really a ghost outside?


    Crack


    A light sound of door opening rang in the room. In such an environment where one could clearly hear


    his own heartbeat, the sound was particrly clear.


    Edgar stoned back quickly and hugged his pillow.


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    He didn’t care what was going on outside. As long as someone dared toe in, he would throw the


    pillow at it.


    In a sh.


    The bedroom door opened.


    A tall and deep figure of Jason appeared in front of the door.


    Looking at the man in pajamas holding a pillow and looking at him warily, he frowned and said in a


    cold voice as usual,


    “Why don’t you open the door when you wake up?”


    “Jason?” Edgar’s tense mood rxed all of a sudden.


    What should I do?


    My legs are a little weak.


    Without entering the room, Jason stood at the door and said, “Come out. I have something to talk to


    you.”


    Not in the mood to argue with him, Edgar adjusted his state and followed him downstairs.