###Chapter 653 Let Her Go And I'll Sign It - Part 2

Ivelle gasped and said, "He's not my husband!"

The policeman frowned and asked, "Nothing on him belongs to your husband?"

Ivelle saw the watch on the wrist of the body that she was very familiar with and forced to hold back the pain in her heart. She said, "Even if there is, he is still not my husband. My husband can't just die like that."

"Ma'am, we understand your feelings but please cooperate with us seriously. We need to find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible. If he is not your husband, we will find your husband as soon as possible. If he is, I think you, like us, should hope that he can rest in peace in the most dignified way."

The policeman's words were like a knife that stabbed her heart. Ivelle looked at the dead body in the picture and shook her head. "No, he's not my husband. Although he wears my husband's watch on his wrist and his body looks similar to my husband, I'm sure he's not. I am very familiar with my own husband and I could recognize him immediately."

The policemen looked at each other and one of them looked at her and said, "Do you know who this man is?" He pointed at the body.

Ivelle shook her head and said, "The other party must have another purpose to disturb our thoughts with someone similar to my husband."

The policeman nodded and the matter seemed to be a little complicated so he couldn't figure out what to do for a while. After the policeman took her statement, Joseph and Ivelle left the police station and went to Timothy.

When she saw that Joseph's car was not heading for the Gates family house, Ivelle froze, she looked sideways at Joseph and said, "Mr. Joseph, are we not heading to the Gates family house?"

He nodded, "Timothy doesn't live in the mansion owned by the Gates Family."

Then he drove towards the coast of the suburbs and finally stopped at a luxurious shore villa. He got out of the car, stood at the front door of the villa, and rang the doorbell. He said his name before the other party opened the door.

The car drove into the villa, Ivelle was a little surprised by this luxurious villa. It was a 1000-square-meter villa, it had a touch of European and American decoration premium customization and every corner was unparalleled, exquisite, and fashionable.

Joseph parked his car down at the villa building, looked at Ivelle, and said, "I'll wait for you outside, you go in!"

Ivelle nodded, she got out of the car and went into the villa.

The door of the villa has been opened and at the door was a well-dressed middle-aged woman. When she saw her, she smiled gently and said, "Miss Ivelle, the young master asked you to go directly to the living room on the second floor!"

Ivelle nodded, went straight through the hall on the first floor, and then went to the second floor of the villa, which was decorated in pure black style. Everything was black.

There was no one in the hall but a sound of water came from the bathroom.

Ivelle frowned. Was Timothy taking a bath?

She found a seat to sit down. Ivelle waited quietly. She silently looked at everything in the house. The style of the villa represented the personality of the person who owned it. It was representing the owner's inner world.

Everything in this house was black so did that mean that there was a dark aura inside Timothy?

The bathroom door opened and Timothy came out of the steaming bathroom door wrapped in a bath towel. It seemed that he had no intention of covering his body at all.

Ivelle looked at him indifferently and appreciated his beauty as a young man in his twenties.

He squinted at her for her unscrupulous way of staring at him. He did not seem to adapt for a moment but afterward, he said with a bit of sarcasm, "Your man's life is unknown yet you are still in the mood to appreciate a man here."

Ivelle slightly looked away and said, "I came here to ask about Jordan!"

He sneered and said, "I know about Jordan. I'll think of a way to save him. You can go now!" She heard the impatience and dislike in his tone.

Ivelle pursed her lips, ignored his words, and said, "The police found a body at the crime scene. The body has been disfigured. The shape of the body is similar to that of Jordan. The wristwatch on his wrist belongs to Jordan but I am sure that it was not Jordan. Someone is trying to confuse the public."

He looked at her and sneered, "In that case, shouldn't you be tearful and heartbroken?"

Ivelle was stupefied for a moment and she stared at him. "Do you mean to take advantage of the plan?"

He scratched his nose. "You're not so stupid."

That man's mouth was really merciless.

Ivelle nodded, looked at him, and said, "What would you do?"

He shrugged, "What else can I do? Wait quietly, of course!"

Ivelle frowned, "What do you mean?"

He seemed to have no intention of saving Jordan.

"Why? It seems to me that Miss Astley didn't learn that nine-year compulsory education well and didn't understand it." He looked at Ivelle as if she was a very foolish person.

Ivelle felt a tremor in her heart but she said calmly as much as possible, "Timothy, you and Jordan are obviously on the same side but why don't you want to do it?"

He shrugged. "I'm a businessman and I pay attention to interests. Since Jordan was taken away, I don't know if he is still alive or not but I am to spend money, material resources, and manpower to save him. To put it bluntly, if he was saved, it would be okay if he was alive but what if he died? What's in it for me? Not only will I not benefit from it but it will also cause a series of unnecessary troubles to me for saving him. To tell you the truth, this business is not cost-effective!"

When Ivelle looked at him, her heart sank. She overlooked his ambition as a businessman. If it was Kenneth who took Jordan away, then even if Jordan had an accident, Kenneth and Timothy could still continue to cooperate with each other, Jordan was just nothing to them. Jordan's existence was not important to Timothy. There was an invisible danger.

Ivelle took a deep breath looked at Timothy and said, "If the Astley Family and the Biden Family are not enough to meet your ambitions, then what about the Weld family?"

He squinted slightly, looked at her, and frowned. "When you say Weld family, do you mean that famous Weld family?"

"The Weld family that is very famous in the capital!" She would not have moved out of Orion's care if she had a choice. After all, to some extent, the existence of the Weld family had prestige but it was also particularly sensitive.

Timothy looked at her, his thin lips were slightly parted and he said, "Ms. Ivelle of the Weld family? What is your relationship with the Weld family from the capital?"

"The relationship is not deep but it is not shallow!" Ivelle said. Her answer was a little vague.

He suddenly laughed, looked at her, and said, "It seems that I have underestimated you. If a man like Jordan takes a fancy to you, more than half of the women in this street like you would be overboard and breathlessly in love but looking at your identity background and family background, it is enough for you to match a high-ranking man like Jordan. In this way, the marriage between you and Jordan is perfect. It's like a wedding that each takes what the other party needs. It's a perfect match!"