Safis is the blacksheep of the Liwell family. He has a free and Bohemian character and does not like business.So he took money from his father and invested it in a friend's consulting firm.It's more extensive. It's actually what we call a detective agency.This detective Paris here today, he's the one who brought us in.Mr. Paris was in his forties, wearing a very plain grey jacket and a coffee-checked beret.When walking, he likes to lower his head, and in the shabby briefcase he holds on his waist, he seems to be able to take out a stack of insurance policies.He is thin, his eyes are not big but very sharp, a very typical European hook nose, the whole person exuded a fine bourgeois temperament.I was surprised."Why? Do you think private investigators are supposed to be like Sherlock Holmes?Safis saw through my doubts and said to me with a smile.Although I'm good friends with Rachel, I barely see her family

In the heat of the session, Collins suddenly knocked on the door and entered, unceremoniously.He walked over to Brenda, whispered something in his ear, then picked up his private phone and showed it to him.Brenda's personal cell phone is usually kept by her assistant Collins during meetings.Outside of the family and Fiona, almost no one knew the number."Mr. Cappe, this is supposed to be... Madame's ring?"Collins looked at Brenda with a grim face.Although the man in front of the surface is still calm, but the veins on the arm have been raised very obvious."Excuse me for a moment."Brenda stood up and, despite all the surprised stares, followed Collins out of the room."When did this happen?"Brenda asked.Chris Collins: "Just ten minutes ago, I got a call from a strange man who said they had a young woman in their possession, and she gave them the number and offered the ring as a token."Collin

A few days later, early in the morning, I told Brenda I wanted to leave the hospital.I didn't have any serious injuries, and the swelling on my head had gone down.Staying in the hospital is just a precaution, just for observation.But it's boring and inconvenient.Brenda is very busy, but he still comes to see me every morning before he goes to work, and stays with me until I fall asleep at night.After several days of this, I felt that other people had lost a big circle."Let me go. I'll rest at home just as well."I asked Brenda."I won't wander off. You can go to work in peace, and Madame Maria can take care of me easily at home."But I can sense that Brenda still doesn't seem so reassured.But he could still relate to the frustration of lying in the hospital for three days without being able to wash my hair."All right."Brenda finally nodded yes, but said he would finalize it with the doctor t

"Judy!”It was Mrs. Capay's voice."What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to come down here and meet Fiona? Oh, my God. Fiona, what are you doing out here? So you've met?"Mrs. Capay smiled and introduced me. "Fiona, this is my little girl Judy. She has just returned from England, and you haven't seen her since your last visit. Judy, this is Brenda's new wife, Fiona.""Ha ha, Mom, I'll tell you a funny thing."Judy doubled over with laughter. "Sister Fiona just called me Jenny! I didn't know Brenda told her about Jenny, but if you count the time, it must have been seven or eight years ago. I had almost forgotten this man!"My face had become visibly ill, and Mrs. Cappe quickly took her little girl's arm."Well, come back like a parrot bird that can't stop its tongue." Girls should learn to be more demure."Mrs. Capay gave me an awkward smile. "Don't mind, Fiona. Judy's been straight since she was a child."I sm

Before I left, Brenda kissed me goodbye.He said that Percy would drop her off later, that the bodyguard would hide at the party, and that I should not feel pressured to have fun with my friends."If the meeting ends early, I'll be here for dinner, too."Brenda said."I know. Don't worry, Brenda. I'll take good care of Jonathan.""That's not necessary."Brenda spread her hand. "No matter what the occasion, there are always more women who approach him than bees collecting nectar."I laughed, "No wonder, he's a star. Even my best friends are his fans.""I don't think he's good enough for Miss Willill."Brenda thinks my best friend Rachel deserves a more reliable man.I got into a Rolls Royce that Brenda had given meThis model is rare.Parked in front of the banquet hotel, I saw a lot of people gathered there, media and guests.Is someone important here?I was surprised.But when I got out