Chapter 1276 Anne Hathaway crosses out Angelia Sykes

Chapter 1276 Anne Hathaway - Crossed Out - Angelia Sykes

Seeing that the three people were a little dazed, Julian Bruckner, the deputy editor-in-chief of Sexy Pink who was waiting on the side, quickly took advantage of the opportunity and handed a stack of photos in his hand to Miranda Priestley.

"Miranda, have you seen the sample footage of 'The Magnificent Five'? It's really good."

"It better be true as you say, Julian. So far, what you've submitted is less interesting than the graffiti in downtown." The fashion queen's slightly harsh words seemed unintentional, but still made the deputy editor feel a little embarrassed.

"Come on, Miranda, this is a talent show. The level of new designers will of course be immature. And what you are best at is finding those uncut diamonds among them."

Seeing that the other party really put on the glasses and looked at the photos, Beckett had to interrupt, "Sorry to interrupt, I need to emphasize one thing, we are investigating a murder case now."

"Murder case?" Miranda paused for a moment, took off her tortoise-shell glasses and looked at the three people in front of her seriously, "Whose murder case?"

Cassel said expressionlessly, "Your former assistant, Ella."

Miranda, who had been obviously perfunctory in her attitude, put down the photo in her hand, her mouth half open but unable to speak for a moment.

Julian, the deputy editor standing next to her, was so excited that he even used sign language while speaking, like an Italian. "Ella is dead? How is this possible? How did she die?"

"That's why we're here. We need to know how Ella is doing and whether she's in any trouble." Beckett asked.

Miranda's eyes showed confusion, as if she was trying to recall the situation of her former assistant, but the deputy editor next to her suddenly had a bright look in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"Do you think it could be related to the conflict between her and Grace?"

"What conflict?"

"Who is Grace?"

Cassel and Beckett asked one by one.

Miranda's expression revealed a hint of barely perceptible sadness, but it quickly disappeared, so quickly that even Jack, who had been secretly observing him, almost thought it was just an illusion.

She rubbed her temples and looked a little tired, then said slowly, "Grace is my other assistant. She also failed to discover and prevent the wrong schedule in time, so she was also fired."

"What about the conflict you mentioned?" Jack looked at the deputy editor-in-chief who was dressed very stylistically. He seldom used discriminatory perspectives to directly evaluate a person, but the guy in front of him was an exception.

Jack usually does not discriminate against sexual minorities, even if a LGBT+ or even a humanoid creature with the gender of an armed helicopter appears in front of him.

As long as the clothes are not too eye-catching, the damage to his heart may be less than that caused by a physical woman wearing a bikini and weighing more than 450 pounds.

But he was obviously a straight man but he dressed like this and pretended to be a sissy with a half-covered look, which made him feel disgusted.

Don't doubt Jack's observation skills. At his current level, let alone just one glance at Ding Zhen, if after observing for so long he still can't tell whether the other party's gaze is more on Beckett or on himself, then there's no point for the FBI to do this.

"Yesterday, when Ella and Grace were escorted out of the building by security, the two of them got into a fight at the filming site downstairs. Of course, I heard about this from photographer Seger afterwards. He was the one who helped to break up the fight."

This was an unexpected gain. Miranda obviously knew nothing about the personal lives of her assistants, but this gossip from Deputy Editor Julian was unexpectedly valuable.

Before everyone left, Jack asked curiously, "Ms. Prisley, do you still remember the name Angelica Sykes?

I once met her by chance on a plane about a year ago, and learned from her self-introduction that she was one of your assistants, but I did not see her today. "

Miranda raised her eyebrows in surprise, and after a few seconds of hesitation, she smiled self-deprecatingly, "You mean Andy? She is the second girl who said 'no' to me besides Beckett.

She resigned from my job a few months ago and is now a reporter for the New York Times, I think.”

"Ah? Is that so?" Jack was a little surprised, not that he had any different thoughts about the girl who looked exactly like Anne Hathaway.

It was just that the last time we met, the other party gave me two fashion show invitations, and I gave them to Jiejie and Hannah as a token of my appreciation, and then I forgot about it the next moment.

Perhaps the two VIP invitations were nothing to Angelica Sykes, but it was still a favor to her. Now that he thought of it, Jack looked up the other party's phone number from his cell phone address book.

"Hello, Mr. Narcissistic Writer, I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago. Oh no, I almost forgot that you are an FBI agent. Are you asking me what trouble I have?"

Before Jack could answer, a girl's bell-like laughter came from the other side of the phone. She seemed to be in a good mood.

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Ignoring the gossipy looks from the two people around him, Jack waved his hand like he was shooing away flies, signaling them to go talk to the photographer named Seger, while he found a corner where he would not be disturbed and continued to make the call.

"I'm sorry, I've been very busy since returning to New York. I just happened to be free tonight. Do you mind coming to my office for dinner? I'll cook it myself."

Someone lied to the girl, even though Alexis and Kim were kidnapped right after that, and then he went to Paris to kill her.

But it is also a fact that more than a year has passed and he has completely forgotten about her.

"Your office? Eating dinner? Do you cook it yourself?" Angelica Sykes on the other end of the phone asked three question marks in succession, not understanding how these words were connected.

Jack deliberately didn't explain further, but instead talked about something else, "I just learned from your former boss that you resigned a few months ago and are now a reporter for The New York Times.

So I thought you might not be as busy as before, so I just asked casually. "

Angelica Sykes on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then Jack heard a scream, "You just met Miranda? God, you didn't tell her what I talked to you about on the plane?"

Jack was amused by her reaction. "Do you think I look like a snitch? It's just that there is a case that I need her to assist in the investigation. In fact, I am still in the building of Tianqiao magazine."

When the girl on the other end of the phone heard someone say that he was here for a murder case, she became visibly excited. "Please, Jack, wait for me for ten minutes. Oh no, fifteen minutes at most. I'll be there soon."