Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 499

Amber was jealous!

Jared could read between the lines of what Amber sent. She was getting jealous!

What was more, Amber withdrew it at once.

She must feel guilty and didn't want Jared to see it.

"Amber probably starts to care about me!"

Thinking of this, Jared was not happy. Instead, he frowned with a gloomy face and even the mood

became subdued.

It was a good thing that Amber began to care about him.

Nevertheless, Jared was about to die.

Jared looked down at his chest, and his eyes darkened.

He had been nearly dead inside. But now, he was excited about Amber's attitude towards him.

He wanted to live with Amber forever.

In the beginning, Jared was not serious about looking for a new heart, because he knew that he could

not find it and that Amber had no feelings for him. Therefore, he decided to let Amber go and die alone.

But now, Amber began to care about him, so Jared didn't want to die anymore. Instead, he wanted a

new heart and wanted to live!

However, it was too hard to find a heart.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Jared tried to calm down and answered the phone, "Speak."

"Mr. Farrell, we have dealt with the gossips online. In three days, our legal department will handle those

media companies in court," Ben said.

Jared nodded. "Good."

"In addition, I also found the guy who took the picture. He doesn't work for any media company. He did NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

it alone," Ben adjusted his glasses and said.

Jared narrowed his eyes. "Which media company did he sell the photos to?"

"He didn't sell the photo to anyone but Rebecca Boyd."

"Rebecca Boyd?" Jared pursed his lips. "Why?"

"Because Rebecca asked the paparazzi to take the photo." Ben said coldly, "According to the

paparazzi, Rebecca hired him before the banquet and asked him to lurk outside the hotel, and then

took a photo of you and Rebecca when she hugged you. After that, she paid him one hundred

thousand. When Rebecca got the photo, she gave it to the media companies and insisted that you

wanted to get engaged to her."

Jared squeezed the phone. His eyes were burning with rage. "How dare she!"

Jared had thought that the photo was taken by accident.

However, it was a plan.

How dare Rebecca do so!

Ben continued, "Mr. Farrell, I guess Rebecca deliberately hype it to boost Iverboyd's stock market. You

never read any gossip.

As long as no one tells you about it, you won't know the engagement and won't make it clear. In this

way, people will be

convinced that you are engaged to her. And Iverboyd would get more collaboration."

Speaking of this, Ben sneered. “Even if you made it clear that you are and will not be engaged to

Rebecca, the Boyd family will not suffer any loss. Rebecca accompanied you to the banquet, but she

was taken a photo of with you and got involved with the gossip. After you make it clear, she will be a

laughing stock. And then James will ask you to compensate Rebecca for her being besmirched."

“IT know." Jared raised his chin and put on a !fong face. "If I hadn't asked you to investigate the truth,

James's plan would have worked out."

“Yes." Ben nodded, "If we hadn't found out the truth, you would compensate Rebecca. If James

proposed to re-cooperate, you would have to agree, so the Boyd family would profit from it anyway.

However, Mr. Farrell, you're shrewder than them."

Jared knew the truth, so he would not fall for it.

But on the contrary, if Jared had not known it, James would have succeeded.

Jared was very cautious. He always saw things for what they really were rather than what they seemed

to be.

Therefore, no matter what James did, Jared would not be deceived.

“T want to get the Boyd family back.

Can you do it?" Jared tapped lightly on the table with his fingers.

He tapped very slowly, but it made loud noises.

Ben adjusted his glasses and smiled. "Of course, you will be satisfied with the result, Mr. Farrell."

“That's great." Jared nodded, "By the way, I want a copy of the surveillance video at the door to explain

the photo.”

Jared wanted Amber to know that he didn’t do anything to Rebecca.

That photo was of an accident.

“Sure, Mr. Farrell." Ben nodded and was about to hang up.

Jared suddenly thought of something and said right away, “Wait a minute."

“What else can I do for you?" Ben put the phone back to his ear and asked.

Jared pinched the bridge of his nose. "Have you got any news about the heart?"

“Sorry, Mr. Farrell. We haven't found a suitable one," Ben lowered his eyes and replied ashamedly.

Jared was not disappointed. He sighed. "Send more people to more countries. We can't focus on only

a few organ banks."

When Ben heard this, his eyes lit up. He gave a surprised smile.

“Mr. Farrell, do you want to live now?"

Although Ben was asked to find the heart, Jared never asked about it. Jared was not even worried

about himself at all.

Ben knew that Jared didn't have a strong desire to live.

Jared didn't take it seriously at all.

Therefore, Ben was very worried, but he didn't know how to persuade Jared.

To Ben's surprise, Jared took the initiative to ask about the heart, which cheered Ben up.

Jared didn't answer Ben's question but said, "Do it right now."

“Yes, sir!" Ben said excitedly, "I will send more people to more countries. Mr. Farrell, I will try my best to

find a suitable heart

for you."

Ben didn't want Jared to die.

As long as Jared wanted to live, Ben was willing to visit all the hospitals and organ banks in the world.

Even primitive tribes were no exception.

Hanging up the phone, Jared put down the phone, stood up, poured a glass of red wine, and walked to

the balcony of the

study. Looking outside, he was deep in thought.

Soon, the Farrell Group posted a video on its website.

After people clicked on the video in confusion and watched it, they knew why the Farrell Group posted

it.

The Farrell Group wanted to tell people that Jared didn't do anything to Rebecca. They looked intimate

to each other because of the angle.

In fact, Rebecca was holding Jared's arm while Jared was looking down at her in disgust.