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Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

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Chapter 301

If it was framed, wouldn’t Sofia’s three–year prison sentence be unjust, she spent three years in prison

for nothing, and after she got out, she had nothing left, anyone would be crazy if this happened to her.

Yes, she may have gone crazy long ago.

Crazy enough to ruin Ellie in this way, rather than hand over the video to Finley for his help.

She has always been wary of him, even with deep hatred.

Finley got into the car, and Justin wanted to drive him to relax, but Finley got into the cab and drove out

of the parking lot.

This time the dinner was completely ruined by a video, which even slapped Mr. Stwart twice in the face.

As soon as they recognized their relatives over there, they told Finley who the newly–acquainted sister

was with the facts.

The New Year is coming soon, and the streets are very lively. There are people shopping for New

Year’s goods everywhere, and the central business district is so congested that it is impossible to walk.

Finley’s car almost ran into a few pedestrians carrying things through traffic lights. He slammed on the

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brakes and stopped the car suddenly. He almost broke his head because he was not wearing a seat

belt.

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The violent vibration finally woke him up, he lay down on the steering wheel and gasped for breath,

then called Sofia.

No one answered the phone over there. It felt like Sofia left her phone somewhere and didn’t take it

with her.

He asked Justin to check Marry’s number and called.

“Mr. Stwart?” Marry laughed hurriedly, “What do you need from me?”

“Is Sofia working overtime in the company?” Finley asked in a deep voice.

“Oh, no, Miss Campbell got off work very early today and went to play with friends, right? I don’t know

too much.”

Finley hung up the phone irritably.

Finley desperately wanted to see Sofia, not to settle accounts, but to have a look at her, to grab her to

his side, just to look at her so that he could catch his breath.

He frantically dialed Sofia’s number, but no matter how he dialed it, no one answered.

He called Cecil, and Cecil over there was talking nonsense after answering.

“where have you been?”

“Everyone is looking for you everywhere.”

“If you think about it, it’s not a big deal. Maybe the video is fake, because someone wants to fuck Miss

Hill.”

Finley’s voice was hoarse, “You go to your set of equipment

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right now, help me track a phone number, and find out where the exact address of this phone number is

now?”

Cecil stopped talking for a while, feeling that he regarded them as omnipotent gods.

If only one number is given, it is necessary to find out the current address of this number. This is not

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nonsense.

“But you have to keep the phone open with that side.”

“She doesn’t answer,” Finley didn’t know why he said these simple words, and he was about to cry.

Yes, she didn’t answer, she hated him, she hated him in every

way.

“In that case there is no way.”

“She hates me,” Finley said hoarsely.

Cecil really didn’t know what to say. He didn’t dare to say a word now, and he always felt that if he

continued to speak, his elder brother would cry for him.

Cecil said cautiously, “We also have an independent satellite tracking device, which is encrypted. If it is

monitored by others, we will be in trouble. It hides a lot of our secrets.”

“I will keep dialing the phone number of that mobile phone, and you will help me track down the rest.”

Cecil felt that he was somewhat self–willed, but he reluctantly agreed.

“Give me fifteen minutes to get back to the apartment.”

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Finley parked the car on the side of the road, watching the illegal camera taking pictures on his body,

he didn’t care about anything.