The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1965

Clayton's assistant was puzzled. "Mr. Sloan, Falcon won’t let them go so easily. Not to mention, Mr. Ferguson and Tyler are now on the same side..."

Clayton interrupted him impatiently.

"Even if Falcon won’t let them go, it won’t prevent Eric from rescuing them. Just tell him.”

The assistant sighed.

"Do you also pity Mr. Ferguson? A domineering president like him has now resorted to cooperating with a bunch of criminals... Why bother? It's pointless for you to tell him the location of his relatives since he won't appreciate it anyway..." ’Shut up. Why are you talking so much today?"

Clayton frowned and glanced at him somewhat strangely.

The assistant paused.

Although he still had a lot to say, he dared not utter another word.

He somehow sensed that Clayton's attitude toward Eric seemed to be different, as if Clayton was showing Eric mercy.

However, it was clear that Clayton did not intend to tell him the reason for his change in attitude.

Falcon's Villa.

The thin man was maimed until he fainted over and over again. He was also injected with some drugs that made him tell the truth.

His confession was consistent with what

Clayton said.

This person did not have such firm willpower and was beaten to a pulp.

Falcon was completely convinced that Tyler's trap killed his two brothers.

He was furious when he found out.

Tyler wanted to use Falcon to get rid of Clayton.

If Falcon fought with Clayton, Clayton would fight with him to the end, and both sides would lose. In the end, Tyler would just need to sit back and reap the benefits.

Falcon was shaking with anger.

He saw Ingrid running downstairs and interrogating him angrily.

"Where's Nicole?! Where's that b*tch?!"

Falcon gritted his teeth. “She left.

He did not want to be angry.

Falcon knew that the reason Ingrid was kept here was that Tyler did not care about this woman at all.

He also noticed Ingrid’s stupidity.

If it were not for her stupidity, he would not have tolerated her either.

Ingrid screamed in exasperation and threw the thing in her h>c)>PJQ? as if it was not valuable.

"How dare you let her go without permission?! Didn't I tell you that I want to keep her and torture her slowly?!"

Falcon was startled for a moment. His eyes were quickly filled with coldness and anger. He grabbed her wrist and said disdainfully, "Don’t yell at me. Don’t you know why you're here?"

Ingrid’s face turned pale for a moment, and her neck was stiff.

"Tyler is my man. He said that I'll be safe here. Do you dare to touch me? He won't let you off the hook!"

When Falcon heard this, he raised his head and laughed with a cruel expression.

"He won't let me off the hook? You should be worried about whether I will let you go! He wanted to cooperate with me, so he left you behind as a hostage to show his sincerity. Who knew that you even brought another person with you? You're truly an idiot. Tyler killed two of my brothers, so you should be worried whether I'll make an example out of you!"

Ingrid was startled.

She shuddered in disbelief. "No... Impossible! He loves me so much, so how could he let me be your hostage? He said that he'll get someone to pick me up once he and my brother are done with their business. Stop talking nonsense. Clayton killed your brothers, so settle your account with Clayton and Nicole!"

Falcon did not want to listen to Ingrid and threw her to the ground.

Ingrid was in so much pain that she almost cried.

"Guards!"

Falcon called out to his subordinates and glanced at Ingrid with contempt and coldness. He felt extremely repulsed by her and was hostile as he said, "Lock this woman up! We'll leave for South Africa tomorrow. I want to give Tyler a big gift!"

Ingrid could feel the chill in his voice.

Her eyes flickered with a hint of fear.

"What about her mother...'

The subordinate hesitated.