Chapter 552 How Is That Possible
Catherine took out her phone and dialed a number. During this time, her gaze fell on Mary not far away, with a hint of venom in her eyes.
"Ms. Sarah, can you help me? I want to kill that bitch Mary!"
Maria noticed something was off with Mary.
She was very indifferent and uninterested in anything, yet she was still methodically doing her tasks.
Maria relayed this information to Matthew.
At that moment, Matthew was looking at the information Michael had investigated, and he furrowed.
Robert had captured Laura and locked her in a container, supposedly to avenge Mary, but what did this have to do with her change?
Matthew said in a deep voice, "Keep an eye on Sam, something's not right with him."
Michael was taken aback, "No way, hasn't he always been protecting Ms. Smith?"
Matthew said coldly, "Just do as I say, why so much nonsense?"
Michael, "Yes."
It was easy for him to investigate Sam, but when he saw the findings, he was shocked.
In the evening, Michael brought the findings to Matthew.
He looked at Matthew nervously, his palms sweating.
Matthew opened it and took a look, immediately letting out a cold laugh, "What a traitor."
Cold sweat appeared on Michael's forehead, and he said, "Mr. Montagu, he, he just always remembered that incident, so he kept helping Laura."
Matthew said coldly, "Take him to the basement!"
Michael closed his eyes and thought, it's over!
Sam was in danger this time!
Following Matthew's order, Sam immediately went to Montagu Mansion.
Michael stood at the door waiting for him, his expression complicated.
Sam didn't notice anything, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Michael wanted to say something but only managed, "You're so foolish!"
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the basement.
Sam still couldn't figure it out, but looking at the direction Michael was heading, he had a bad feeling.
Following Michael to the basement, two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and tied Sam up.
"Michael, what's going on?" Sam was shocked and quickly looked at Michael, but he didn't struggle. Once inside, struggling was useless.
Michael looked at him complicatedly, "Sam, you never understood your own identity."
"I..." Sam opened his mouth, instantly understanding what was going on, "Mr. Montagu knows."
"Yes."
Michael nodded, "We are all subordinates of Mr. Montagu. Everything is based on Mr. Montagu's orders. We follow his instructions and ignore what he doesn't say. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"
Sam gritted his teeth, cold sweat also appearing on his forehead, "I understand, but I can't betray my heart. Two years ago, if it weren't for Ms. Sarah, Mr. Montagu would no longer be here!"
"Foolish."
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.
Matthew approached, his gaze cold as he looked at Sam, then waved his hand.
Michael sighed, walked to Sam with a tablet, and let him look carefully.
There were photos, and text converted from audio, all of which were conversations between Laura and the perpetrator from back then.
The more Sam looked, the wider his eyes got!
"This, how is this possible?" Sam couldn't believe it.