Chapter 440: It&##x27;s Not That Simple

Meanwhile, at the Beale's.

Talon Beale received a call from his men telling him that Sharon had gone to Jameson Proctor.

He didn't say much but simply asked them to keep watching over her.

After he had hung up the phone, he looked outside for a while and then got up and left the study.

He hopped on a car parked in the garden.

The place they kept Josh Allyson was a warehouse not far away.

It used to store some debris but had been deserted around two years ago.

Nobody even passed by that place anymore.

So after Bridger's escape, Talon had moved Josh here.

Inside the warehouse, Josh was lying in a bed watching a movie on an old television.

The place was not chaotic but definitely not tidy either.

Trash and newspapers were everywhere on the floor.

People would come and clean up from time to time.

Josh's broken leg was laid still on the bed.

He was singing a relaxing song and didn't think it was a terrible thing to be captivated at all.

The door was open and light came in.



Josh sat up straight and saw someone come in.It was Talon Beale.

His followers turned on the lights immediately after he had walked in.

Josh used his hands to cover his eyes which had not adjusted to the sudden brightness.

Talon sat in a couch across from Josh, "Have you made up your mind?"

Josh laughed and gave him a hand gesture, "I have told you already.Give me this number, and I'll tell
you whatever you want to know"

"You really ARE greedy."

"What can I do? I raised up a daughter.But when she finally married and lived a wealthy life, she had
forgotten about me.Not a penny from her! That ungrateful woman! So, you know, I have to make
money myself.

"Are you not afraid that you'll get the money, but lose your life?"

Josh nonchalantly replied, "I don't give a d*mn.Just give me the money, and then we'll talk.If I die, I'll
die with my cash! And hope for a better next life."

"I see you're quite open-minded."

"Ha! Give me the money, and I'll be at your service"

Josh continued, "Your money will not be wasted, you see, I still have your secret.If I get the money, I'll
disappear like a dead man, and never show up again.If I don't have it, who knows what I'll do?"

Talon kept his face calm, "What secret do I have?"



Josh's burnt face looked twisted and his laugh sounded even more creepy, "You, are, not, Talon
Beale.Doesn't matter how good of an actor you are, you are still not him."

Talon's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Josh said, "If I dare to talk, then I'm not afraid of death.The man who got out, you know, I told him, I told
him everything! If you kill me, he will reveal it to the public.But.....if I get the money, I'll split the money in
halves with him.Only a fool will say no to that.Right?"

"Do you think people will believe your words?"

"Of course I have proofs."

Josh smiled, "I buried them with my wife.Talon Beale would never have believed that his wife became
mine! Hahaha.I'll tell him when I meet him down there.Imagine his face when he hears it.I will LOVE
IT!"

Talon got up from the couch and gave him a look like he was watching a dead man, "One more
question.Answer it, and you'll have what you want."

Josh was generous, "One more? I'll answer a hundred more!"

"Sharon Allyson's brother.Whose son is he?"

Hearing this question, Josh's face became more horrifying, "Mine!"

"Are you sure?"

"Well, I'm not sure with only this much money, He gave Talon another hand gesture, "How about this?
Give me this number, and I'll tell you!"

Talon stopped talking and left.



Josh lay back to the bed and complained, "At least turn off the lights for me!"

But all he got was the sound of the door closing.

Josh had to drag his broken foot and do it himself.

He saw through the crack that Talon had already got in the car.He spitted in that direction.

Josh Allyson had trained himself to be an excellent liar these years, because he was always chased by
debtors.

The fact that he had told everything to Bridger Fowler was a lie that he had made up.

This kind of trick was nothing new to him.

He only hoped that he could make more out of it.

After getting in the apartment, Sharon drank a cup of water and felt hungry.She hadn't had any food
since the afternoon.She opened the fridge and found only the things she had bought last time.

'It's better than nothing.” She thought.

When Sharon was pouring water into the pot, Jameson came behind her and hugged her by the waist,
"How do you know I haven't had dinner?"

"I'm making food for myself!"

Jameson raised his eyebrows, "I thought you were on a diet"

Sharon had indeed said that.

"I was just joking.You actually believed that?"



She returned what was often said to her.

Jameson answered, "Oh I see.When you say no, what you really mean is, yes."

Sharon didn't have the time to argue because her shoulders were grabbed, and lips bitten.

She felt a little pain and wanted to push him away, but Jameson had already grabbed her rising wrist
and pushed her against the counter.

After a long kiss, Sharon tried to catch her breath, "You're so annoying! I'm trying to make dinner.Get
lost!"

Jameson pursed his lips and backed off.

Sharon turned around and said, "You said that Harley Cook would go abroad.Have they left yet?"

"No."

Sharon looked at him again and asked, "Why?"

"I told you, it's not that simple to get visa.There are a lot of procedures to go through."

Sharon nodded and turned to the stove, "You were so certain when you told me that.I thought they
were leaving right away."

"So do you want them to leave right away, or not?"


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