Coco Edwards was jogging and thinking to herself.
Perhaps, back then Jane Sampson felt that soone was following her. Maybe the person Jane sensed was the kidnapper.
But at that ti, it was just an unfortunate coincidence that the paparazzi erged.
The appearance of the paparazzi perfectly explained why Jane Sampson felt followed those days.
After the paparazzo was caught, Jane’s heart settled, and perhaps the kidnapper was afraid of being exposed, so he stopped following.
Coco sighed inwardly, all was a twist of fate. Because that paparazzo was caught, everyone let down their guard.
Back then, Jane Sampson said she was being followed. If the paparazzo hadn’t been caught, perhaps everyone would have maintained a high level of vigilance these days, and President Black would have continued to pursue the person following Jane.
Harper Black took Brooke Black and Coco Edwards with the director to the place where the paparazzo was held.
The paparazzo didn’t recognize Harper Black, but he knew Brooke Black and Jane Sampson. Seeing Brooke also there, the paparazzo raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted.
"I said today, early morning, my eyebrows have been twitching, turns out it’s President Black and everyone visiting." The paparazzo spoke as if talking to Brooke Black but had his gaze fixed on Harper Black.
Harper and Brooke Black looked sowhat alike, so the paparazzo guessed their relationship based on their appearance.
The Black Family had a security team background, and from Harper’s stance and aura, the paparazzo could sowhat figure out Brooke’s occupation as brothers.
"To have two mbers of the Black Family here to see , I’m really shaking in my boots." The paparazzo saw Erlang Rui sitting there, just like when Coco Edwards first t him, with the sa posture and attitude.
"That day, you said to Jane Sampson, ’You’re finished,’ what did you an?" Harper Black didn’t heed the paparazzo’s cocky deanor.
In his lifeti, he had seen all kinds of people.
What type of criminals hadn’t he seen?
Let alone a paparazzi.
"Just the literal aning." After saying that, the paparazzo was sowhat unable to hide his excitent, "What, Jane Sampson had an accident?"
Upon saying this, the paparazzo laughed heartily, as if discovering sothing amusing.
"He’s always been like this." The director whispered to Harper Black next, "Unbothered by anything, sitting here just like at ho, he’s also a regular in our bureau."
"When you were following Jane Sampson, did you capture any photos?" Brooke Black asked coldly, "If you don’t want to rot in prison, you’d better cooperate with us, or if we let you in, we have the ans to keep you here for a lifeti. Think it over."
"As long as you cooperate, we can drop the charges," Coco Edwards said. "We could even offer you money. You’ve been lurking day and night, taking secret photos, all for money, right? Making anyone’s money is making money; selling the information to us is the sa." Coco Edwards anxiously added, "As long as the information you provide is useful, the amount isn’t an issue."
But the paparazzo sat inside, like he had decided to be a spectator, smiling without speaking, clearly showing he wouldn’t cooperate.
"Is it going out and having money to enjoy life thereafter, or staying here? Anyone who’s not foolish would know how to choose, right?" Brooke Black said.
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