After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 720

Chapter 720

Mr. Jett found it laughable. “I didn't order the arrest, old Mrs. Gamble,this is a presidential command. The seal on this arrest warrant wasstamped by the director, I am just executing orders. So... if you haveany complaints, you can go to the President.”

The President...

Upon hearing that it was a presidential command, almost everyone inthe Gamble family turned pale.

They all stared at Mr. Jett in shock.

After speaking, Mr. Jett coldly ordered, “Take him away!"

So... the Gambles didn't even have time to react before Christian wastaken away.

By the time old Mrs. Gamble reacted, he had gone far away and shecried out mournfully, "This is an injustice!"

She collapsed onto the ground and Harold rushed to catch her saying,"Grandma--"

After settling down old Mrs. Gamble, Harold hurriedly prepared to goback to hotel.

This incident could only be Franklin's doing if it could alarm thePresident.

When Mrs. Gamble saw him preparing to leave, she immediatelygrabbed his sleeve and tearfully said, "Harold, I'm sorry for alwaysbeing mean to you. I know I say some hurtful things but don't take themtoo seriously. We only have you and your brother Christian left in ourfamily. He's your real brother, you must save him!"

Harold was already annoyed with her, and usually ignored her mischief.But now seeing her come over again, he couldn't help but speakharshly, "If you hadn't spoiled him, would he still make such a bigmistake?"

"Harold... it's too late for that now. You must save him!" Mrs. Gamblecried. As long as she could get her son out, she would listen even ifHarold said hurtful things.

Harold couldn't be bothered with her anymore, so he turned around andleft.

In just one day, the once confident Mr. Gamble became anxious,hurried, and disheveled.

Franklin sat on his sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed as he held hisphone glancing down at it from time-to-time.

After Harold entered, his cold, indifferent gaze briefly swept over themen before shifting away. "Mr. Gamble, is there something you need?"Harold suppressed his frustration, speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne,isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular? My brother may have made amistake, but does that warrant sending him directly to prison?"

“It's precisely because of your leniency that he made this mistake.Today, it might be a minor offense, but who's to say he won't be sellingour country’s secrets tomorrow, Mr. Gamble? Especially considering heworks in the Information Department. A brother who can't differentiateright from wrong - do you think your future career will remain smoothwith him around?"

Franklin raised an eyebrow and looked at Harold with a coldexpression.

Harold's face stiffened and he felt like he had been hit over the head."Teach him a lesson so that he learns his lesson. With you as hisbrother protecting him all the time, he'll never take responsibility forhimself." Franklin picked up the tea on the table and took a sip beforesaying to Harold, "Go back now. I can't help you with this."

Sylvia walked out of her bedroom and saw Harold looking upset. Shehad just answered a phone call - how did she end up seeing Haroldwhen she came out?

Harold also saw Sylvia and with one last hope in his heart, begged herpleadingly, "Deputy Chief, can you please spare my little brother?"Sylvia was taken aback for a moment before asking, "What happenedto your little brother?"

Harold remained silent.

Was this woman pretending to be stupid or deliberately humiliatinghim?

"He's in jail," Franklin said elegantly while pouring tea into Sylvia's cup;tea leaves floated up and down inside it.

His voice was deep yet mellow which echoed throughout the entireroom; it was extremely pleasant to listen to.

Sylvia couldn't help but curl her lips slightly. “I see... Mr. Gamble, Icannot save him then.”

It seemed like Franklin did it? He acted so fast this time around! Itcaught her off guard!

"Five million dollars," Harold gritted his teeth as he spoke.

“Talking about money hurts feelings," Franklin handed Sylvia her cup offreshly brewed tea while looking at her tenderly with narrowed eyes;"Just brewed - try some."

Sylvia thought that this man was really bad now but very cool!

"Go back now," Sylvia took a sip of tea which spread its fragranceinside her mouth, "Mr. Gamble will have an easier life without suchtroublemakers like your little brother around anymore."

"Oh by the way," Franklin added nonchalantly, "MI6 has solved yournew energy problem for you guys."

As soon as Harold left them, he received a phone call. "Yes, I'll go thereright away!"

Thirty minutes later... At the President's office, the man had a fiercelook on his face as he slammed a file onto Harold's face. "What's goingon? What does Longevity Pharmaceuticals mean?"

Harold winced in pain as the file hit him, but he still picked it up to readit.

After reading it, he was shocked. "Mr. President, their demands are tooextreme!"