Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 307.2

Chapter 307.2 Were You Satisfied?(2)

Leo, next to Troy, looked relaxed and composed.

At this point in the matter, Troy knew everything he should have known, and any further concealment would be of no use.

If one didn’t want others to know, one had to do nothing for oneself.

At the beginning of Imogen’s investigation into the kidnapping case, Leo was ready to face the revelation of the matter.

“Why?”

In the silent car, Troy took the lead in breaking the atmosphere of silence, pausing word by word, gritting his teeth, and saying, “Why did you do this?”

The words sounded rambling.

But both of them knew what Troy was referring to.

After a long time, Leo chuckled lightly and replied, “Why? I don’t know why. Maybe it was a moment of confusion.”

“What a confusion!” Troy sneered and said sarcastically.

Finished speaking, he didn’t speak again, and Leo also fell silent.

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Troy glanced at Leo expressionlessly.

Leo walked in.

The waiter followed behind Troy and was about to enter to serve, but Troy extended his hand and explained to the waiter. “We have something to say. There’s no need to bring drinks or fruit. Go down.”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, “Okay, Mr. Marshall. If you need anything, please call me.”

Troy nodded casually, walked into the room, and closed the door with his backhand.

He hung the coat on his elbow on the hanger, took off his suit, untied his tie, and casually threw it on the sofa, looking up at Leo.

“Boom.”

The muscles in his big arms under the shirt were booming. Suddenly, Troy punched Leo in the face.

Leo was caught off guard and took a few steps back. The corners of his cheeks and mouth instantly became red, swollen, and blue.

As soon as Fang stood firm, Troy swung his second punch, hitting Leo in the eye socket.

The third punch hit Leo on the bridge of his nose.

Leo suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

When Troy swung his fourth fist, Leo extended his hand to block it and then punched Troy with his backhand.

A trace of crimson blood seeped from the corner of Troy’s mouth, and he casually wiped it and rushed forward to fight with Leo.

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