Billionaire's One Night Stand novel Chapter 450

Everyone could only watch quietly. The female secretary and the deputy general manager were even more frightened. They were afraid that they would really find drugs in the office.

Five minutes later.

A policeman picked up a bag on the sofa opposite Chloe...

Chloe said, "Hey, that is..."

The policeman ignored her and opened his bag.

Chloe thought that it was all over. Would Aman put a gun inside for her to protect herself? If the police discovered that she hid a gun... However, with Samuel around, maybe she would have some privileges or say a few words to help her?

Thinking of this, Chloe could only pray in her heart.

The police officer opened the bag and frowned. He took out a bag of white powder from the bag filled with transparent glue.

"Head of the statistical Department."

The police officer looked at Samuel with a frown.

Samuel took a look at Nangong Yen, who was pale in the face, and walked over.

Chloe opened her eyes wide. "Eh? What do you mean by?"

Where was the gun?

Aman had given her a life-protecting weapon! Nangong Yen's face was terrible. He slowly looked at Chloe, like a sharp knife against her throat.

One of the policemen poured out some white powder and smelled it. He said to Samuel, "It's working in the office."

Chloe almost fell to the ground.

Everyone's faces changed!

"Mr. Nangong." Samuel lifted the bag of drugs and said coldly like a ruthless judge. "What else do you have to say now? According to the weight of drugs, drug trafficking is either light or heavy. This bag is not the only one in it. I think these drugs are enough for you to be sentenced to death!" This was Aman's ruthless decision!

He was going to die!

Chloe's heart gradually sank from the shock and bewilderment she had just now.

"These are drugs, and all the things in that bag are drugs?"

Aman asked her to carry a bag of drugs out?

Nangong Yen seemed to have already expected it. In the face of the death penalty mentioned by Samuel, he said slowly, "Commissioner , I'm also shocked that you found drugs here, but this doesn't prove that these are mine. To tell you the truth, this bag belongs to Miss Chloe."

Chloe's whole body was stiff.

Samuel looked at Chloe. "Sister?"

Chloe had already known of Aman's plan, but she felt sad for herself because she was part of his plan... The feeling of being used by her husband was worse than suffocating and painful.

Did Aman think of her safety?

But at this time, if the black pot could be thrown out, it must be thrown out quickly!

Chloe pointed at Nangong Yen. "No, it's them, not mine!"

"Miss Chloe, what do you mean?" Nangong Yen said, "Weren't you the one who took the bag along the way?"

"No." Chloe restrained herself and said to Samuel, "He's talking nonsense. The drug didn't belong to me. He must have seen you guys find the drug and tried to frame me."

Nangong Yen's eyes were extremely horrible.

Chloe suddenly remembered something and continued to stir the pot. "Yes, I didn't take this bag on the way. They brought this bag into the company. If you don't believe it, you can go and see the surveillance at the gate of the company."

Nangong Yen's face immediately became as black as the bottom of the pot.

He suddenly remembered that when he grabbed Chloe and came in, it was his bodyguard who carried the bag for Chloe's sake.

Could it be that she and Aman had planned this?

The bodyguards carrying the bags of Chloe also changed their faces.

"Go and get the surveillance footages," Samuel said immediately.

"Yes, my lord."

A policeman immediately went to get the surveillance of the company.

Ten minutes later, the policeman came back with a member of the surveillance room of the company. "Commissioner, according to the surveillance screen, this bag was indeed issued by one of Mr. Nangong's bodyguards."

The policeman looked around the office and finally his eyes fell on the bodyguard behind Nangong Yen. "That's him."

Samuel looked over. "Mr. Nangong, this bodyguard is yours. You can't say that you have nothing to do with him, can you?" But Nangong Yen was not an ordinary person.

From the time he found the drugs, he seemed to have thought of a solution

"What?" He looked at the bodyguards behind him in shock and anger, and then asked the police, "This bag, is it really my bodyguard's thing?"

"Mr. Nangong, you don't know?" Samuel asked in doubt.

"I'm sorry, Director." Nangong Yen said regretfully, "To be honest, I really don't know. After all, I won't check and ban my bodyguards from taking personal belongings with me every time. But I didn't manage it well. Even if the bodyguards around me hid drugs, it was my fault."

Samuel's eyes twitched at night. "Just a mistake? Mr. Nangong, what you want to say is that your bodyguards are in the drug trafficking business, which has nothing to do with you?"

He knew what he meant.

"Abandoning the carriage to protect the handsome!"

Nangong Yen coldly threw the expensive suit to the vice president and walked into the safe corridor.

The vice president nodded behind him. "See you, Mr. Nangong."

When the police caught up, the deputy general manager turned back and stopped him. "I'm sorry, sir. Please wait a minute."

"Where is Nangong Yen?" The policeman said, "The police still need to investigate him. He must be under the eyes of the police."

The vice president snorted. "Mr. Nangong is calling inside. It's about business secrets. No one can listen to his call."

"We are police officers." The police officer raised the police officer's identity card. "Any phone calls can be heard."

"Sorry, no one can listen to Mr. Nangong's phone number." The vice president raised the suit in his hand. "Mr. Nangong is inside. This is his clothes. This police officer, you can rest assured."

After confronting each other for a few minutes, the police officer immediately called outside the company. "Keep an eye on them on the safe corridor..."

However, it was too late.

At the entrance of the safe corridor, Nangong Yen arranged for the bodyguards to prepare the private plane and had already driven it over. As soon as Nangong Yen came out, the bodyguards opened the door and said, "Young master, the private plane is ready."

"Let's go." Nangong Yen bent over and sat in the carriage.

After the car door closed, the car immediately left the International Branch Company and escaped perfectly.

In the car, Nangong Yen got through to the Emperor Family's phone number. "Give the phone to Aman."

The servant from the Emperor family on the phone seemed to have heard the voice of Nangong Yen, and the phone was quickly transferred to Aman.

"Mr. Nangong, you still ran out?" Aman's voice came from the other side of the phone.

Nangong Yen was so angry that his voice seemed to suppress something. "Mr. Emperor, how high are you? Are you sending the drugs I put in the Emperor Family back to me again?"

"Of course, I'll give it back to you."

Nangong Yen suppressed his anger.

"But it's obviously not enough. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape. Looks like I have to come up with a more meticulous plan next time." Aman, who had come up with this plan, said.

"Mr. Emperor, you're being modest. I almost couldn't leave. Your plan is thorough enough." Nangong Yen's smile was stiff and ferocious.

"Mr. Nangong, you're flattering me." Aman's tone was faint and he said confidently, "But even if you return to Italy, I'm sure the police will contact Interpol to go to the Nangong family. You'll still be in trouble."