Kirsty Williamson pulled to look outside, and there were indeed many reporters.
Thinking of the difficulties of those people, Kirsty Williamson grabbed his hair impatiently, and ordered Jason: "You go get people away now."
"Huh?" Jason pointed to his nose and asked in surprise: "Are you saying you want me to get them away?"
Today he uses his brain too much and he doesn't want to deal with these people anymore. It is better for Kirsty Williamson to go by himself.
Obviously, Kirsty Williamson was also unhappy.
"But..." Jason looked at him sadly, still trying to struggle.
Kirsty Williamson gave a sharp look, and Jason shut up immediately. It is more important to save his life now.
"I will go now." In desperation, Jason had to go.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for those reporters to disappear.
While answering the question, Jason glanced upstairs, wishing to bite a small handkerchief to show that he was pitiful.
It's so pitiful to be an assistant to the domineering president, and he actually has to help others deal with these annoying reporters.
Kirsty Williamson didn't look at Jason. After finding a breakthrough, he left immediately.
...
Chester Jamieson hugged his pillow and calmly looked at Alfred Docherty who was walking around in the living room.
After watching it for a long time, he felt that he was already a little sleepy.
"You continue to think of a way. I'll go to sleep first, and then I will tell me when I think of you." He stood up and said to Alfred Docherty with a smile.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he got a roll of eyes, and Alfred Docherty walked towards him with a chill.
"Do you still have a heart, it's a critical juncture now!"
If it weren't for him to be useful, Alfred Docherty really wanted to kick him out with a kick.
Chester Jamieson nodded blankly, and then said: "I know it's urgent now, but I also need to eat and sleep."
Otherwise, how could he have the energy to play with his baby computer, and it is still such a brainstorming thing.
When Alfred Docherty felt a little speechless, Chester Jamieson was still showing cuteness to him, supporting his chin with his hands and blinking his eyes. This should have been learned from Frankie Mckenzie.
Alfred Docherty was also a little helpless for such a second-hand, and finally waved to him with a headache.
"You can do whatever you want."
For such a person, he really can't afford it.
Upon hearing that he was ready to go to sleep, Chester Jamieson immediately cheered and clapped his hands, showing a big smile at Alfred Docherty.
"Thank you, you are a good person."
"Haha..." Alfred Docherty could only spit out these two words to Chester Jamieson's courtesy.
But Chester Jamieson didn't care at all and ran upstairs happily.
He had figured it out a long time ago, and naturally knew where the guest room was. There was no need for Alfred Docherty to say anything, so he found a room familiarly and went to bed.
After he left, Alfred Docherty had another headache.
Wait a while to pick up Frankie Mckenzie. How sad should he see Katy Mckenzie not?
"A group of people are not fuel-efficient lamps." This one hasn't finished worrying about it, and the next one will continue to make noise.
As soon as Kirsty Williamson walked there, he noticed something was wrong.
Logically speaking, Katy Mckenzie should be at home at this time, but at the door, it was still very quiet.
And it's still quiet, so scary.
"What are you doing here?" As he saw inside the door, Alfred Docherty didn't know when he appeared behind him.
Kirsty Williamson felt even more irritable when he heard Alfred Docherty's voice.
"I'm here, do I still need to notify you?" Kirsty Williamson smirked.
Now Alfred Docherty didn't want to talk to him, and he shut himself out before, and he felt angry when he looked at him.
"You go, you are not welcome here." He pretended to be calm, just wanting that person to come and go quickly.
But Kirsty Williamson didn't eat this set. Without seeing Katy Mckenzie, Alfred Docherty would naturally not give up.
"Where is Katy?"
This person was so embarrassed to mention Katy Mckenzie, and Alfred Docherty's forbearing anger finally had a place to vent.
"You still have the face to ask?" Alfred Docherty stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and said in a nasty voice, "If it weren't for you, how could Katy be taken away?"
As long as he thinks that Katy Mckenzie is missing now, Alfred Docherty is very anxious, and for the man in front of him, he can't wait to kill him now.
"What, got caught?" Kirsty Williamson was stunned immediately, obviously not believing it was true.
But this is the truth. He looked at Alfred Docherty and saw that he was also indifferent, so he knew.
"It's impossible." He bit it out very clearly, completely unable to accept the fact.
Alfred Docherty just smiled mockingly, but with a little disgust in his eyes: "You are so affectionate now, who do you want to show it to?"
"I..." Kirsty Williamson wanted to explain, but thinking that Alfred Docherty was still angry now, he didn't dare to say anything, only worried that if he said it, he would be even more angry.
He glanced in, and didn't see Frankie Mckenzie, and no one else was there.
"What about Frankie Mckenzie?" Although he knew that Alfred Docherty might not answer him, he still wanted to know what was related to these two people.
Alfred Docherty rolled his eyes, then raised his fist, trying to hit him.
"He is naturally going to school now, Mr. Williamson should do his own business, don't get in the way here."
This time, Kirsty Williamson has consumed his last bit of patience.
He also realized that he seemed to have made some mistakes recently, smiled bitterly, and left.
But it's not giving up. Now he is very calm and knows what he should do.
He quickly returned to the apartment, contacted Jason, and called him over.
As soon as Jason entered the apartment, he felt smoke filled.
"Mr. Williamson." He walked toward the dark shadow in the living room.
Looking at the coffee table, there are already a lot of cigarette butts.
Kirsty Williamson nodded briefly and turned on the light with the remote control.
"Did you find it?"
Before, he asked Jason to check the true identity of the person behind Katy Mckenzie, but now it should be able to come in handy.
"Not yet, but another clue may be important."
Jason said under strong pressure, just to keep Kirsty Williamson from venting his anger.
"What?" Kirsty Williamson threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and looked at him seriously.
If the clues this time were not what he wanted, then Jason would just wait for it to be unlucky.
Understanding the look in Kirsty Williamson's eyes, Jason felt a little frightened, and said calmly, "Our people have found some news. Mr. Williamson had an enemy's son who was still alive and has been living abroad."
After Jason finished speaking, he felt that he had made no mistakes and killed his parents. How could he not be regarded as enemies?
"Who?" Kirsty Williamson lowered his head, his voice was faint, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.
"Uh..." he was asked.
Without an answer, Kirsty Williamson immediately looked up, "Why, just such a message?"
"No." Jason immediately shook his head. "That person is most likely the person behind Lisa. That person has returned to China now, and Lisa just happened to disappear."