The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2077

Chapter 2077 This sudden piece of news shocked Cameron and Waylon. Sunny walked behind his desk and sat on

the leather chair, looking miserable. “I guess my concerns were correct.” Cameron thought out loud. “Do you think

it‘s Florence?”

“I can‘t be sure,” replied Sunny. “If she was cruel enough to kill her own father, she would have done it sooner. I

think it might be someone close to her.” If someone close to her gave the idea to get killers from the Skull Club to

kill Cameron in their own territory, they probably could get rid of Joaqin. Joaqin was the leader of The Serpents.

After his death, The Serpents would be led by Florence That person must have wished that she would take Joaqin‘s

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place. Waylon raised his brow. “Manuel seems suspicious. He might just be involved.” Sunny nodded. “I think it‘s

him too.” Cameron laughed. “I‘ve heard rumors that he‘s loyal to Florence because of love. Joaqin would not let his

men date his daughter, so if he died, Florence would take his place, and Manuel would have his way.”

Sunny scoffed. “You‘re very good at getting intel. Must be pretty alert?”

She shrugged. “I love gossip.”

Sunny waved his hand. “Alright, come pay a visit to The Serpents with me. I need to be involved in his funeral.”

Cameron looked at Waylon. “Why do you need to bring him? Florence can‘t wait to get her hands on him. Are you

sending him to his grave?”

Waylon looked toward her but didn‘t speak.

Sunny stood up. “Why are you worried if he‘s not?” Cameron stuttered, “W–Who says I‘m worried?” Sunny ignored

her and stopped in front of Waylon. “Willy, are you coming with me?” ‘Willy!?‘ Cameron opened her eyes wide. Why

was the old man being so friendly with this foreigner? Waylon smiled and nodded. “I don‘t mind that if you want me

to.”

Sunny nodded. “Let‘s go then.” They left the study together.

Cameron rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and followed along.

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All the businessmen who went to Joaqin‘s wake were all dressed in black, and the place was gloomy.

There were flowers in the hall while Florence stood in front of her father‘s photo with a blank expression.

Manuel heard some commotion outside and turned to see what was going on.

Sunny walked over with his men, and everyone was staring at them on high alert. Manuel nodded. “Sir, are you

here to pay your respects?” Sunny nodded. “What do you mean? Should I not be here?” Florence slowly walked

over and looked at them. “You‘ve taken care of my father before his untimely death. Of course you can be here.”

Sunny paid his respects and walked over to Florence. “Florence, I‘m very sad that your father was attacked, but I‘m

more interested in the reason he was attacked.”

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