Chapter 1162 - 1154: Continuing the Hunt for the Culprit 10

Chapter 1162: Chapter 1154: Continuing the Hunt for the Culprit 10

His eyes were small; when he entered, he first surveyed the room, his cautiousness without a sense of security, then huddled together, with a strong desire for protection.

Caleb Sterling whispered, "This is the guy who was eavesdropping. When I went out to patrol, I saw this man acting all sneaky, and his breathing rate was the same as what I heard at the door."

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand."

Tiana Thorne looked down at the huddled man, who looked panicked and glanced around before saying sternly, "Did you harm my fiancé?"

Actually, looking at the man’s appearance, he didn’t look like someone who would harm others, more like a petty thief, a slick hoodlum.

The man was indeed startled, "What are you talking about? How could I possibly hurt anyone? Don’t misunderstand me, I can’t do such a thing."

"Then tell me, what were you eavesdropping on at the door?" Tiana Thorne said, "If you tell me the truth, I’ll let you go."

The man bit his lip, hesitated, fearing for his life, yet didn’t dare to speak: "I wasn’t eavesdropping, you misunderstood me."

Tiana Thorne said, "Since you don’t want to talk, I can only... beat it out of you until you do!"

Her eyes were fierce, and she glanced at Jesse Rivers.

Then several tall bodyguards surrounded the man. When he looked up, they were all glaring at him, rolling up their sleeves with an intimidating attitude, one punch each would send him away.

The man suddenly burst into tears, sitting on the ground, "How did I get into this mess? I just wanted to earn some money, run some errands, how did I get into trouble, I don’t know anything!"

Crying and sniffling a handful of tears.

Tiana Thorne and Caleb Sterling exchanged a glance, not expecting the man to be so comical and able to cry even more intensely than a woman.

"Are you going to talk or not?" Tiana Thorne didn’t have time for his antics, and said again.

"I’ll talk... I’ll talk..." The man wiped his tears, sobbing, "I’m just an errand boy, I know nothing. Someone paid me a thousand bucks to come eavesdrop on the conversation in this room."

He held a brand new mobile phone in his hand: "This phone, I used it to eavesdrop. The other party could hear your conversation through it. I haven’t done anything unconscionable; oh heavens, you must prove my innocence!"

The man cried pitifully, even a widow who lost her husband didn’t cry as fiercely as he did.

Everyone present felt a headache, this man could cry too much.

Caleb Sterling took the phone from the man’s hand, inside indeed was a number, but it was an unknown one. Calling it again showed it was already deactivated.

The man cried until his eyes were red, still looking at the phone, cautiously saying, "Can I have this phone? It’s still new. I don’t have a phone, nor money. It would be perfect for me to use it. Anyway, you all seem quite affluent, surely you won’t withhold this phone from me."

As he spoke, the man was quite pleased, thinking he got a great advantage.

He didn’t spend any money, just came to eavesdrop a little, earned a thousand bucks, and got a new model phone.

He was very pleased.

This person was just a scapegoat.

Tiana Thorne, seeing his intelligence, realized he couldn’t handle big things, so she returned the phone to him, "Did you talk to that person?"

The man took the phone, very happy, and answered everything, "I did, he used this phone to call me."

"What kind of voice?"

"A man, with a deep voice, seemed to be in his forties," the man said, lovingly holding the phone, "There was only one call. That’s all I remember; I don’t know anything else."