Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 491

“Impossible!” They panicked. The scene where Catherine signed the contract appeared in their mind.

In disbelief, another man echoed, “We saw her sign it personally. After that, we checked several times, afraid she might have missed something.”

“We didn’t lie, Mr. Eastwood.” The man in the lead looked into Leslie’s eyes, which were sparking anger flames.

“Where is her signature?” Leslie gazed at them icily. He only cared about the result. “Tell me where her signature is.”

All the men recalled what had happened the previous night. Catherine picked up an ordinary pen and signed her name in black. They could still remember her writing.

However, she didn’t look resistant when signing the contract, nor did she go through the conditions carefully, which was the only abnormality.

“Mr. Eastwood, well...” A man was puzzled. “The contract cannot be switched. I kept it in my safe. Besides, all of us saw her sign the contract personally.”

“I did. Her writing was beautiful.”

Listening to them, Leslie frowned. His chest heaved up and down. Then he took over the agreement and took a closer look at the blank.

Suddenly, a man asked, “Did she use a pen with erasable ink?”

His words attracted others’ attention, but he wasn’t sure as he just made a wild guess.

“The erased ink has two types. One will vanish under the heat; the other vanish after a certain time,” he explained, “My daughter has such a magical pen.”

His words seemed to reach the breakthrough of their questions.

“After practicing calligraphy with such a pen, the characters will be erased in ten minutes without a trace.”

The office was in dead silence.

Evidently, they were fooled by Catherine.

Leslie smashed the agreement on the desk, eyes full of murderous looks. He bit out, each word a staccato, “Take me to her.”

“Yes, Mr. Eastwood.”

Then they left the office and delayed a meeting, heading for Catherine’s apartment.

She believed some goals could be achieved if she was brave enough.

Curling up in the chair, she browsed Finnley’s posts and shares. He updated Twitter once or twice monthly. Seemingly he disliked twitting.

His posts had nothing to do with his work but a few moments in his life.

While browsing them, Linda found he was fond of playing basketball. Half photos posted were relevant to the basketball court. He made the sunset scene appealing.

Linda finished browsing all his posts within 20 minutes, which recorded his 10-year life. None had anything to do with a woman.

It seemed he was single.

Linda was confused. “If he had a girlfriend, why did he never post anything about her? He didn’t have even a photo to show breakfast for two persons.”

She failed to find the clue to prove that he had a girlfriend.

Linda was delighted.