Chapter 137 Progress on Myles' death

In the early hours of the morning, the sound of 'clattering' water came from the bathroom. Alan tied his tie, buttoned his golden cufflinks, casually opened the closet door, flipped out a set of clothes and threw them on the bed, "Get changed, pack some of your stuff and come with me." The flush on Lexie's face faded and gradually became pale and feeble. [Where are you taking me? "Why do you ask so many questions? Planning to tell Kevin or who?" At these words, Lexie clutched the sheet and had no more to say. The car sped along. Jack's eyes lingered in the rearview mirror for a while, seeing the two people sitting in the back seat, the carriage was excessively quiet, and always felt the atmosphere was odd. When we arrived at the hotel, the driver went to park the car, Jack muttered, "This whole way, are not talking, I can not breathe, the two people are quarrelsome?" The driver glanced at it, "Our Mr. Howard is already a little talker, and the wife does not speak, can not be q