Jean had been in jail for half a month. It was the first tsomeone cto see her.
When she heard someone had cto see her, Jean thought it was Tiffany who had cback.
Six months ago, Tiffany stole a large amount of money from her and ran abroad. At that time, Jean was busy with Thomas' case. She didn't have the energy to pay attention to her daughter. By the tshe found out that, Tiffany had already blacked out all her mother's contact information.
Thomas was sentenced to fourteen years in prison. Jean spent all her energy on getting her son out of prison so that she negleted Tiffany.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut she didn't get Thomas out of jail after all and got herself into jail.
During Jean's half a month in jail, she was still thinking about how to get Thomas out of jail.
Now when she heard that someone had cto see her, her first thought was to get the visitor to help her to get Thomas out.
Jean was excited. But when she saw it was Raymond, her face instantly went pale. " Aren't you dead?" Chris looked at the woman sitting across from him. He didn't remember anything about her. If it was not for Chloe asking him to meet Jean, he wouldn't have wanted to meet this woman at all.
"I'm not dead. Are you disappointed?" Although Chris had lost his memory.
Alexander's words last night were enough to make it clear that Raymond and Jean hated each other before.
Jean was not Raymond's real mother, and she was kicked out of the Shaw Residence by Raymond. In any way, she should hate Raymond.
Jean always thought Raymond was dead. It was said that Raymond drove into the river at the night and his body was never recovered, wasn't it? Now he was standing in front of her, alive and well! Jean got indignant at the thought, her eyes malevolent. "How cyou're not dead, Raymond?" Chris looked at her, "Do you remember Chloe?" Hearing that nagain after thirty years, Jean felt as if she had seen a ghost. Her face immediately turned pale.
She looked at Chris in disbelief, "How do you know about her?" "Shouldn't | know about her?" Chris smirked, "She askedto tell you that for everything you did thirty years ago, now your son will pay for that." Then Chris paused for a moment. "I cto see you today because | wanted to tell you about Thomas. Don't be bothered for him! I'll make sure he will spend the rest of his life in prison. He won't get out." At Chris's words, Jean's body immediately went limp. She almost fell out of her chair.
She held on to the edge of the table to steady herself and not let herself fall to the floor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJean panicked. She begged Chris, "Get tofor whatever | did! He's been your brother for over 20 years after all. Weren't you guys close before? Thomas had always admired you! For everything I've done, I'll take the consequences myself! Please don't bring Thomas into this." Chris just cast a contempt glance at her. Then he just got up and left.
Jean tried to pull Chris back, but the police officer standing aside stopped her.
"Raymond! Do you have any feelings? Even if you are not related to Thomas in blood, he has been your brother for so many years! Catfor what | had done! Cat me!" Jean regretted it so much! Thirty-four years ago, she should not have taken away Chloe's son for the money and took Raymond as her son! She regretted it! If Chloe had taken Raymond abroad back then, everything in the Shaw family would now belong to Jean and her children. And Thomas wouldn't be in jail! She regretted it so much! But in the world, regret could do nothing.
Scarlett had just finished a meeting. Then she saw Phillip running over with an excited face and reported, "Ms.
Reed, Mr.
Lewis, Mr. Shaw is back!" Frank was always calm, but his face changed color at Phillip's words. He subconsciously turned to Scarlett, who smiled and nodded her head.
Frank couldn't believe it. For a moment he lost his head, "Where's Mr. Shaw?" "He's in his office. He said he was waiting for Ms. Reed." Frank turned to Scarlett, "Ms. Reed, excuse me. May | go see Mr. Shaw?" Although he knew Raymond had lost his memory, he wanted to see the good Raymond safe and sound with his own eyes.
Scarlett smiled, "Sure, Frank! I'm not a dictator." Frank felt awkward. "Excuse me, Ms. Reed."