She Killed My Ex

Chapter 95 What You Should Compensate Has Been Compensated

Chapter 95 What You Should Compensate Has Been Compensated

After hanging up the phone, Raymond Jameson suddenly got out of bed, picked up a robe by side and put it on.

Mrs. Jameson asked her husband sleepily, "What happened?"

"What happened??" Raymond Jameson was furious: "Your good daughter has gone to be a prostitute!"

Boom!

It was like a thunder around Mrs. Jameson's ears. Suddenly!

She sat up quickly: "What did you say?"

She must have misheard.

"Vincent Brooks called in person, and Easton Brooks saw it with his own eyes that the black daughter is earning a living by prostituting at the Royal Club!"

Mrs. Jameson couldn't sit still: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Callie has such high self-esteem that she can never do this kind of stuff! Was the child of the Brooks family wrong?"

"Vincent Brooks called in person. Don't you think?" Raymond Jameson was livid.

"What are you going to do at night?" Mrs. Jameson stretched out her hands and grabbed her husband's wrist, clinging to it: "Raymond, what can you do at this time of night?"

Raymond Jameson is nearly fifty years old, but he is very cool and killing. His slightly gray hair on the temples doesn't weaken his charm but adds a mature taste of sediment of time. Must say that

Raymond Jameson is a man of great charm, which shows his handsomeness at the early age.

But at the moment, Raymond Jameson's face, which has traces of years of carving but does not lose its male charm, is overcast.

Gnashing, he cursed in rage, "Three years ago, that black daughter brought disaster to our family, which made our family a big joke in Lehcaster.

Finally, it gradually quieted down after three years, and our family recovered its former prosperity. But this bastard worked as a prostitute at the Royal Club, making our family a joke in the whole Lehcaster. Why doesn't such a black daughter let our family go?

What evil deed did I make to give birth to her?

Murdering and framing her best friend who grew up together!

She was in love with Bentley Shawn, but she couldn't do anything wrong to Winnie Carter. Didn't she think about that Winnie Carter was a person that Bentley Shawn valued? This bastard acted all for herself regardless of the whole family!

She is now out of prison, but she is not repentant and gets even worse, being a prostitute at the Royal Club!"

"Raymond, calm down. Maybe, maybe she has her own reasons." Mrs. Jameson was bitter. Caroline Jameson is after all her child. "Raymond, think about it. Callie has been arrogant since childhood. How can she be reduced to being, being that kind of filthy woman?"

Anyway, Mrs. Jameson doesn't believe that her daughter is being a prostitute at the Royal Club.

"Raymond, it still needs to be investigated first. You can't just rely on the words of Easton Brooks."

Raymond Jameson sneered, "I'm looking for someone to find out to see what joke this bastard has made for our family." Finishing talking, he threw off Mrs. Jameson's hands heavily, turned and went to the study: "I'll sleep in the study today."

He dropped these words, leaving Mrs. Jameson with a bitter face.

Raymond Jameson went to the study, took out his phone and dialed a number directly: "The bastard is released from prison. Check her whereabouts and what happened after her release. I want to know as much as you can."

Easton Brooks and his associates, who didn't get benefits from Bentley Shawn, were taught a lesson and then sent back to their homes by Cyrus Shawn.

Cyrus Shawn was puzzled: "Boss, you are extremely disgusted with Ms. Jameson, but why are you still willing to stand up for her?"

There was a trace of self-doubt in the man's deep eyes, but it was fleeting so fast that it could hardly be caught, and the man didn't even notice it himself. He narrowed his inky eyes and spoke indifferently, "I taught them a lesson just because I don't like them, which has nothing to do with that woman."

In the hospital.

Anderson Gunner was giving Caroline Jameson a final examination. "All right, you can leave the hospital. Caroline Jameson, don't make fun of your life in the future. "

Originally, Anderson Gunner didn't want to talk to Caroline Jameson, but he didn't know why he suddenly remembered the conversation in Bentley Shawn's bedroom on the 28th floor of the Royal Club that day when he looked at the silent woman with her head buried.

Looking at Caroline Jameson, Anderson Gunner said, "Now that you have been released from prison, live your life. What's in the past has passed, and what you should compensate has also been compensated. Spending three years in prison is not worth a life, but you also lost a lot. "

The woman who had been silent for a long time suddenly raised her head slowly, "Have I compensated what I should compensate?"

Not sure if it's an illusion, Anderson Gunner actually heard a hint of ridicule from this rough and ugly voice.

He looked down suspiciously at Caroline Jameson, and his eyes flashed with meditation: "What do you mean?"

Her lips moved slightly, and Caroline Jameson hung her head lightly: "Nothing."

Anderson Gunner was even more puzzled. Did he mishear just now?

"Be submissive to Bentley Shawn in the future and you can suffer less."

Caroline Jameson smiled and was noncommittal.

Everyone thinks that she is guilty, that she is a murderer, and that the three years in prison was compensation, but who's to tell her what crime she has committed and what sin she has compensated?

Everyone feels that Winnie Carter died unjustly and innocently, and that Caroline Jameson deserved it. Everyone scolds her for being vicious, but which one of them actually saw her murder, saw her killing Winnie Carter?

Tiredness swept through whole body.

She has been very, very tired recently. Caroline Jameson raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, trying to relieve the tiredness in her body.

"And, actually, Bentley Shawn is quite" Anderson Gunner bit the words back because he felt inappropriate. He stopped abruptly and changed the topic: "You're all right. Be good in the future."

Hearing this, Caroline Jameson sunk her fingers into the palms, almost tearing the flesh out of her palm. Suddenly, Caroline Jameson raised her head, looked firmly at Anderson Gunner and asked:

"Anderson Gunner, would you trust me if I told you that Winnie Carter's death had nothing to do with me, and that I didn't ensnare Winnie Carter three years ago?"

"Would you trust me if I told you that Winnie Carter suffered from her own actions and deserved it three years ago?"

"Would you trust me if I told you that Winnie Carter complained to me privately from beginning to end that she didn't like Bentley Shawn?"

"Would you trust me if I told you that Winnie Carter was the most shameless and deserved going to hell?"

Her voice, gruff and ugly, is extremely eager, as if she is eager to convince Anderson Gunner and gain his trust. Anderson Gunner stared straight at the woman in front of him. Her eyes were too clean and firm, which made people trust her unconsciously!

But!

"Caroline Jameson, I originally thought that three years of prison life gave you a great shock, making you timid without any dignity, but I didn't expect that you became so hideous after three years of incarceration. No! Maybe, this is who you really are!

Yes! This is who you really are. You have deceived everyone over the years! Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

If this is not who you really are, how could you do such a vicious thing three years ago?

Caroline Jameson, I withdraw my sympathy for you. "

The way Anderson Gunner looked at Caroline Jameson was indifferent and cold, as if he was not looking at a "human being". After that, he turned and strode towards the door.

He reached for the door handle and wrenched it open, and suddenly Anderson Gunner's eyes contracted!

An ice cold came from outside.

It's Bentley Shawn！