Chapter 276 Fallout

"What?" Charlee Ford looked at her with a smile. "Aunt is willing to tell the truth?" The woman glanced at so many reporters behind her with an ugly face and said, "Why don't we go in and talk?" "Oh?" Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows and evoked a playful smile. "But aunt, why didn't you go in and say it just now? I remember you refused this request yourself. Now..." She glanced at the wall clock in the hall, shook her head and said, "I remember my uncle and they all have to get off work. At this time, don't bother to clean your aunt hard." The woman bit her teeth. "If I tell the truth, you won't call the police?" "Of course, confession is lenient." "Good." The woman hesitated and whispered, "Actually, this purple Philippe... yes, yes..." Before she had finished speaking, a sharp voice suddenly came from the crowd outside: "Mr. Xie, Miss Cindy, what are so many of you doing here?" The reporters were pushed away, and Lydia Collins appeared in everyone's field of vision with sever