Chapter 505 Escape
Tiffany said in a flattering tone.
Brandon asked in a hoarse voice, "Pardon?"
Tiffany thought Brandon was asking her what had happened, so she told him what had happened in the Farrell Group.
As soon as she finished her words, Brandon said indifferently, "Does what you said have anything to do with me?"
Hearing Brandon's words, Tiffany was stunned, "What do you mean?" Her tone also became serious.
"You know what I mean," said Brandon.
Tiffany took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want to burn the bridge after crossing it?"
Brandon said expressionlessly "We're not in the same boat from beginning to end."
Tiffany was dumbfounded.
No matter how stupid she was, she knew that Brandon wanted to throw her away.
Thinking of what she had done for Brandon on the matter of Old Mr. Farrell, she was unwilling to be abandoned like this. "Aren't you afraid I will tell everyone what you have done?"
Brandon didn't care about it at all. "As you like."
Then he hung up the phone.
When Tiffany heard that the phone was hung up, she glanced at the black screen. Clenching her phone, she gritted her teeth and said, "Bastard!"
When she was in a daze with a livid face, someone knocked on the bathroom door.
She looked at the door and took a deep breath. "Who is it?"
"Ms. Shaw, haven't you finished yet?"
Tiffany replied, "I still need a while."
"Okay."
It was the policewoman who was talking to Tiffany.
Tiffany's face darkened.
The company's accountants could fool ordinary inspection, but they couldn't bear such a strict investigation.
She could be sentenced to imprisonment only because of financial problems.
Moreover, she had killed someone, and now the police were also here.
The more Tiffany thought about it, the more flustered she became.
After the panic, she finally calmed down and looked out the window in the bathroom.
When Colin arrived, Tiffany had just climbed out of the window of the bathroom and was struggling to move to the window of the Secretary's office.
Abbot rolled down the car window and stuck his head out of it. "What the f..."
In spring, the wind of Cocanel was strong.
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