Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 858 Be Overwhelmed

Amber didn't doubt it.

Goldstone Co. had, like, a bunch of spies, not to mention the Farrell Group.

To deal with these people, it was useless to call the police blindly. The police had been gentle and human rights sensitive, with little corporal punishment. For a person who was not willing to say anything and was mentally strong, it was not possible to pry information out of these men by shining a bright light. Instead, they were able to escape, never to be found again, after the police had served their sentence. So, every group would have some tough guys as interrogators who would interrogate these spies.

After all, what the police couldn't do, they could do privately.

Goldstone Co. used to have interrogators, but after her father died, Goldstone Co. was down and out, and there was no such inquisitor.

So, she wasn't offended when Jared said he learned a few tricks to open people's mouths.

It was a perfectly normal thing to do, or would he have to stand by and watch these spies destroy his own organization?

"Will he answer honestly?" Amber asked, frowning at the man who was suffering as if he were about to die.

Jared's cold eyes fell on the man, "Of course, my bodyguard, who specializes in interrogating spies, is a retired mercenary who specializes in that in the organization. It's fair to say he knew about the human body as much as Elias Lansdale did. He knows where to press on the body to maximize its pain. So as of now, there's not a spy who can say nothing to him, so you can start asking."

Amber didn't hesitate to trust him. She nodded, stepped forward, and spoke in a cold voice, "Tell me, who told you to show up and rob me?"

The man now felt like he was about to go out of his body. As if his whole body was broken and not his own. His face was covered with painful tears and snot, and even his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out, which was quite scary.

Amber frowned in disgust, "Say it. If you don't, you're gonna keep hurting."

When she said that, Jared gave him a hard press.

The man screamed again, shaking harder and crying with fear in his voice, "I'll say it, I'll say it. Please, just leave me alone. It hurts too much! It hurts too much..."

The man was crying desperately.

He thought he was a tough man. He had been arrested several times and had never been afraid of any police tactics.

For this reason, he used to complacently think that he was so hard that even the police could not do anything about him.

So, in the face of the glare, he felt not only uncomfortable, but also confident that he would not say a word. After all, his weakness was still being held. Once he got that guy out, he was gonna have a problem.

But now, this very unusual looking man was going even harder than the police.

When he struck, his disdain was broken, and he wished he were dead now.

If he were dead, he wouldn't be in so much pain.

But he was tied to a chair, unable to commit suicide, let alone resist, and he had no choice but to be tortured by that man.

It hurt. It hurt too much.

Never in his life had he experienced such pain. The pain distracted him from his supposed weakness. All he wanted now was to save himself.

His weakness was important, but not as important as himself.

He believed Riley will understand.

The man convinced himself.

Amber gave Jared an approving look when he said he was willing to tell them.

Jared was so happy that his love complimented him that he almost could fly.

Amber sensed his good mood, shook her head, and the next second, she looked serious again, looking coldly at the man in the chair, "Now that you're ready to say it, say it, but before we say it, don't lie, because if you do, we'll find you anywhere in the world, and believe me, I'm not kidding, but do you know who one of those dresses belongs to? Chairman of the Farrell Group, who definitely has the ability to hunt you down all over the world and make you more desperate than you are right now."

At this, the man's face changed, and there was a roar in his head. His pale face was even paler now.

What?

He robbed the chairman of the Farrell Group!

Thinking of the two bags he had taken that afternoon, the man now realized who he had offended.

He pissed off the chairman of the Farrell Group. He robbed this guy. He...

The man felt despair, and at the same time, hatred rose in his heart.

Because he knew he was being lied to.

When he took the order, the man said he was robbing something from a poor rich man, not that it belonged to the chairman of the Farrell Group.

Yeah, well, if that guy did, he wouldn't dare take it.

At this moment, the man couldn't contain his hatred any more. He looked at Amber with red eyes and became very excited, "I'll say it. I'll tell you everything you want to know, but I need you to agree to one condition."

"Condition?" Amber frowned.

Jared's eyes narrowed even more dangerously, and then his hand clenched again, "Who are you to make a deal with us? Or, if we don't say yes, you won't tell us? Oh, you are crazy. Do you think you can really stand the pain?"

How dared a mugger make a deal with them?

Stupid.

He didn't even check to see if he had the leverage.

"No." The man screamed again, his voice shaking even more, "I didn't mean that. I'm just upset being lied to. The man lied to me that I was going to rob an ordinary man. She didn't tell me that I would rob Mr. Farrell. If I had known, I would never have said yes. So, I'm where I am now because of that man. So, I just want you to make sure you don't let that guy go, no threat, I'll tell you what you want to know, I mean it!"

Afraid Amber and Jared wouldn't believe him, the man looked desperate.

He was not a fool. He knew what the chairman of the Farrell Group was like, and he was not the kind of guy a low-level guy could mess with.

But this time, he kicked the iron plate. He knew he had provoked Mr. Farrell this time. It was gonna end badly for him. And he wouldn't be able to avenge himself.

So, all he could do was to place his hopes on these two men. These two men must be close associates of Mr. Farrell. As long as they gave Mr. Farrell information about that man, Mr. Farrell would never let tha man go.

As soon as the man fell, he got his revenge.

Seeing how excited the man was, Jared knew what he was up to. He was using him to avenge himself.

Well, he wasn't so stupid after all.

"You don't have to say it, and it won't end well for that person." Jared's face was deadpan and his voice was cold.

Because from the beginning, he never intended to let anyone behind him go.

The man burst into tears of joy at Jared's words, "Okay. That's great."

"Okay, now that you got what you wanted, can you tell me now?" Amber pressed her lips impatiently.00