Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

After Finley finished speaking, Mr. Norman agreed one by one, after all, it happened on his private island.

The other party’s identity and background are not small. This is not something that can be solved with money. After all, he has heard of Finley’s reputation.

Moreover, to be able to invest so much money and have such a wide range of contacts, to give him world–famous paintings, this person’s methods are definitely not ordinary, but his bad luck fell on him.

Finley got up and strode out of Mr. Norman’s study, and soon Mr. Norman called a nearby coast guard boat to help search for suspicious boats at sea.

At the same time, all the coastal defense forces on the island were mobilized and managed by Finley, and a tense and exciting sea search activity began.

Just after Finley left Mr. Norman’s study, the expression on Mr. Norman’s face did not relax at all.

Moreover, the cold sweat on his forehead seeped out layer by layer. He didn’t know which lifetimes of blood mold he had had to meet the Stwart Family.

Mr. Norman looked into the study cubicle, then walked over and knocked lightly on the door.

“Mr. Lu, your grandson has left.”

The door clicked and Old Mr. Stwart came out slowly and sat down in Mr. Norman’s study.

At this time, Mr. Norman’s expression was obviously a little excited, and he looked at Old Mr. Stwart coldly, “Are you hiding?”

“Although we have been old friends for many years, isn’t your approach too much?”

“Kidnap someone in my territory, and that’s your grandson’s wife, how could you do it?”

“By the way, what does Samantha have against you? Why did you tie her up together? Give me an explanation.”

Old Mr. Stwart lowered his eyebrows slightly, and the expression on his face felt that playing with human life was something he had always done, and it had become a habit.

He looked at the hysterical Mr. Norman in front of him and couldn’t help but feel a little funny, then picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

The coffee was still a little warm. It was the coffee that Mr. Norman personally helped him make when he came to Norman’s side just now.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him, “Didn’t I tell you before? You are also willing to help me with this favor.”

“Since you promised to help me, you have to do it to the end. Why do you want to withdraw halfway? How can there be such a reason?”

Mr. Norman was speechless. He had not thought he would be in so much trouble.

The reason why he sent the invitation letter to invite Hank and Sofia to France to discuss the cooperation between the two parties, in fact, he did not intend to do so from the beginning.

It was entirely Old Mr. Stwart who called him and asked him to invite a few of the little people in the jewelry world in NY.

When Mr. Norman asked him why he did it?

Old Mr. Stwart said that asking him to help set up a game didn’t have much impact on him. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

There was also some grudge between Mr. Norman and Old Mr. Stwart before, and he owed Old Mr. Stwart something, so he had to agree.

Later, he invited Hank and Sofia to France. Unexpectedly, Hank and Sofia took the initiative to show him kindness, and he naturally invited these people to his private island.

This matter was also explained by Old Mr. Stwart, which means that from the beginning to the end, the game Hank thought he set was actually a trap set for him by others.

This typical game in the game will be a lot of people into it, Hank until now to understand that he was fooled, but everything is too late.

Mr. Norman stared at Old Mr. Stwart, who was slowly drinking his coffee in front of him, thinking that this man was simply too scary.

He was so angry that he couldn’t speak. He sat down angrily and suddenly picked up his phone to look at Old Mr. Stwart and said, “You use me to set up a trap. On this island, you can do whatever you want, but you can’t hurt people.

“No, I don’t think I can do this. I want to call the police and ask you to leave my island.”

Old Mr. Stwart slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Norman in front of him.

“You should call the police, call the police, but what reason do you have to arrest me?”

“It was Noah who kidnapped the man, Hank who offended Noah, and Hank who kidnapped the married woman.”

“Hank, the love–hate triangle between Noah and Sofia can’t be counted on this old man.”

“Even if you call the police, my old man came to this island only because he didn’t want to see his grandson.”

“Our grandparents had a conflict before, and we haven’t been in contact for a long time.”

“I came here on vacation, and of course I don’t want to see him or have any contact with him. What other reason do you have to make the police suspect me and arrest me?”

“As for Sofia and her mother, I can’t guarantee their safety. After all, Noah has become a complete lunatic now.”

“Moreover…”

Old Mr. Stwart slowly leaned on the fabric sofa, raised his head and looked at Mr. Norman, who was a little pale in front of him, and smiled, “Everyone says that Mr. Norman has a noble character and is a gentleman.”

“Mr. Norman is an uncompromising gentleman in the entire art world and has a good reputation.”

“But who knows that the successful Mr. Norman once imitated some world famous paintings for money, and he also made a lot of imitations in underground factories in Eastern Europe.”

“The syndicates swapped the replica paintings with the real paintings in the museum, and sold those paintings to private collectors at high prices.”

“You don’t know how much profit you made from it, have you forgotten?”

“Don’t forget who saved you when you were poor as a painter and almost killed in Eastern Europe? It was me! I saved you!”

“It’s good that you understand this. If you dare to make this call today, we’ll meet in court.”

“You have to remember one thing, even if you call the police, it won’t hurt me in the slightest.”

The phone Mr. Norman held in his hand fell to the ground with a crash and rolled into the mezzanine under the sofa.

He moved his lips and thought, but could not say a word. A great fear seized his mind and suppressed the last conscience in his heart.

He thought back to Samantha’s gentle eastern face, and he shuddered at the thought that this gentle and lovely face would soon become a cold corpse.

“No! No! No… you can’t do this, even if it’s wrong, you have to correct it. Yes, it’s like this, you must correct your mistakes.”

Mr. Norman quickly bent down and looked under the fabric sofa for the phone he had dropped in.

His hands trembled violently, and his body trembled slightly, and he finally touched the cold shell of the phone.

He was excited, and just as he was about to take it out, he was suddenly hit hard on the back of his neck.

He blacked out before his eyes.