Chapter 223 Thirst for Life


    Chapter 223 Thirst for Life


    Seeing Fayee to the living room alone, Ethan guessed where Colin had gone, so he immediately


    got up to say hello to her.


    After they exchanged nces, Faye smiled, "Is it a bad time to visit you now?"


    Ethan replied, "No, but there is a misunderstanding between Mr. Farrell and me, so I''m exining it to


    him."


    Faye smiled without asking why because this was the best way to avoid this topic.


    After greeting Ethan, Faye turned to say hello to Hank and York.


    York greeted her respectfully, while Hank asked with a careful expression, "Faye, why do youe to


    visit Mr. Bond?"


    Faye replied openly, "Well, I need to consult Mr. Bond about thewsuit of an artist."


    Hank didn''t believe it, but he remained elegant and asked, "Which artist is so important? You even


    came to visit Mr. Bond in person."


    Faye said, "Aniston Bruce. She is Bernard Grover''s artist."


    Hank asked, "Bernard?"


    Faye said calmly, "Bernard is Mr. ke''s friend, and I owe Mr. ke a favor."


    She had lived in the Farrells for many years, so she knew Hank well.


    He was cautious and prudent, so lies would not work on him.


    It was well known in the entertainment circle that Mr. ke had done Faye a big favor.


    In addition, Aniston''s affair had caused a buzz recently, and thewsuit was still in progress, so it would


    make sense that she hade to visit Ethan for this matter.


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    Hearing her words, Hank smiled, "Mr. Bond is an eminentwyer, and I have long wanted to learn from


    him. This is a good opportunity for me today. Please feel free to talk about Aniston''s case, and I will


    listen."


    Hank''s words were an iron hand in a velvet glove.


    Faye could hear his overtone, so she showed a fake smile and said, "No problem, but I hope you can


    help keep the content of our conversation secret."


    Hank nodded, "Sure."


    At the same time, Andrew was kneeling on the ground in the basement and begging Colin for mercy


    with a broken leg.


    Colin looked down at him expressionlessly and said, "Andrew, how long have you worked for me?"


    Andrew replied in a trembling voice, "Three, three years."


    Colin sneered, "Three years. It''s not a short time. Even if I had raised a dog for three years, it would


    have known I am its owner and wagged its tail at me every day."


    Andrew said, "Mr. Farrell, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I was deceived, and I''ve never intended to


    betray you!"


    When he was sobbing, he reached to tug at Colin''s suit pants.


    Colin frowned and kicked him away.


    Then, he walked forward, stepped on Andrew''s chest, and sneered, "Do you know I hate the people


    like you the most? You''re spineless. You flinched whenever you get in trouble, but you''re so bold that


    you dare to y dirty tricks under my nose."


    Andrew had difficulty breathing when being trampled on, so he said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Farrell,


    please spare my life. I promise I will never betray you again. I will do whatever you ask me to do!"


    He would not give up hope while there was a shot in the locker.


    Colin looked at him coldly and said, "If you want to live so much, I can give you a chance. I''ll send you


    to the headquarters of Farrell Media, and you will tell ine that it is Hank that kidnapped you and that


    he wants to buy you over to be his spy in Farrell Media."