Chapter 227

Chapter 227: The Picture of the embrace The news came in the early hours of the morning, just as the night life was beginning.

York listened to the voice on his phone and opened it.

After a minute, say, “I know.”

Hang up the phone and call Uriah.

There was Alva before, but it was quickly crushed.

And now I don’t know what happened. It blew up again.

“Hello.”

“Boss Irwin, Miss Gellar has been exposed.”

The voice on the phone is quiet.

York knew Uriah was listening, but did not speak, waiting for his instructions.

Three seconds later, the voice said, “Report what?”

“It was about Miss Flair and Miss Gellar meeting at the hotel.”

Uriah looked up, dark and straight ahead. “I know.”

Hang up the phone, click on the search page, and type in Alva.

Soon, countless messages came out.

He looked at the messages and clicked on one of them.

Alva and AK bosses can’t describe.

He clicked it, and a picture flashed onto his eyelids.

Ambrose holds Alva, her forehead pressed against his chest, and he looks down at her.

Uriah looked at the picture, his drooping eyelids casting a dark shadow under his eyelids.

York stayed awake, waiting for Uriah to respond.

The news didn’t hurt Boss Irwin, but it wasn’t always good.

About half an hour later, the phone pinged and Uriah replied.

“Never mind.”

York quickly replied with two words in the box, “OK.”

Uriah threw away her phone, got out of bed, lit a cigarette and went to the balcony.

Along with him was Flora of Washington.

Flora went to bed early, but her phone woke her up while she was dreaming.

Flora’s head grew when she heard that Alva had been blown out again.

“Why did it explode again? Who blew it up?”

“I don’t know, this explosion is worse than the last one. I can’t even press it down.”

“Wait, I’ll go and see!”

She’s going to check it out now to see what’s going on.

Flora puts on her coat and goes to the study. She turns on her computer and opens her eyes wide.

Why is Alva hugging Ambrose?

Wasn’t Ambrose a friend of Uriah’s?

It is What’s going on here?

Flora feels confused and calls Jackson.

When Jackson left, he said he was going to see Alva. After all these days, the two must be together.

The two of them together, how there are such pictures, she needs to find out.

Jackson had just returned from a meeting.

“Ma,” he said.

“Jackson, is Alva with you?”

When Flora asks, Jackson pauses and says, “Yeah, what’s up?”

“I’m relieved. I just saw a lot of reports about Alva and Ambrose together, with pictures of them together.”

“The only thing I remember is you going to Alva. You must have been together. How could Alva be with anyone else?

Jackson clutched the phone. “Who’s Ambrose?”

“Oh, you don’t know, he was Uriah’s good friend and AK’s boss, a nice guy.”

Ambrose, AK’s boss, Uriah’s good friend…

Something flashed through Jackson’s mind, but before he could grasp it, it was gone.

He asked. “You said you saw a lot of reports?”

“Don’t you know?”

“Alva has been blown up, and now America is in chaos, and I can’t even keep it down.”

Flora says this in a hurry.

If it is during the day, she can also call grandpa, let grandpa find a way to press down, but now in the middle of the night, how can she go to trouble grandpa.

“Jackson, look…”

Before the words were finished, the phone beeped a busy tone.

Flora was stunned.

What’s the matter?