Savage Love On His Wheelchair

"Na Josie, | warned you long ago not to play with fire and *burn* yourself, now you know you're scared, right?"

April Taylor's room, Christian crossed his legs and sat leisurely on the sofa, a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes slightly

narrowed, looking with interest at Cecilia sitting across from him.

"I've noticed that Marks seems particularly interested in what I'm up to, and you're going to makethink that - you're in love

with me."

"Heh, nah Josie is really joking, |, Christian, am *very* horny, but | don't care for a pair of shoes that have been worn countless

times, even if they look good."

"Christian, you ......"

Cecilia scuffed up from the sofa and took a deep breath before slowly saying, "I've already given you what you asked for, | don't

need Marks to bother much with my affairs in the future, it's late, | should get srest."

Christian shook the red wine in his hand, took a sip and continued, "Na Josie is really good determination, this fire is almost to the

body, but still able to sleep, really let Yan mou impressed."

"This will not bother Christian."

Cecilia found that this Christian is a demon, and he has never really figured out what kind of person he is in the past two years of

knowing him, like an enemy or a friend.

"Na Josie, my patience is limited, and you know what | want."

Of course she knew what he wanted, but she just didn't want to give it to him, it was so hard for her to get.

Christian finished the last sip of wine, slowly stood up, step by step like her closer, looked at Cecilia's eyes as if tinged with a layer

of blood, fiercely grabbed her throat, coldly said: "In the end you pay or not?"

"I told you a long tago, that thing is not on me, even if you killtoday you still can't get it."

"Do you think this young man really doesn't dare to kill you?"

Christian's grip on Cecilia's neck grew tighter and tighter, and his dark blue eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

Finally Christian forcefully pushed her on the sofa, looking at her eyes as if a sharp blade, then hooked up a smile enough to charm

people, slowly said: "Your task are not yet completed, how can | give up now to kill you, since you do not say where that thing is

also does not matter, | have ways to make those people obediently will teach it out. "

After saying that, a figure leapt through the window, Cecilia's whole body sat down paralyzed on the sofa, in the end she still

underestimated the ability of those people.

Knock Knock ......

At this time, there was a sharp knock at the door, Cecilia opened the door of the room and saw a maid hurrying in, "Missy, it's not

good, there are a lot of reporters outside, | don't know where Adrian got those videos, now all the reporters are blocking

downstairs."

"I really underestimated them, to go so far as to call in satellite video to help clear Rosemary's name."

Cecilia clenched her fist so tightly that her nails were set in the flesh without feeling it.

"Missy, so what do we do now?"

The maid looked at Cecilia with an anxious face. They had been staying at The Brown Family for almost two years and everything

had been fine, but they didn't expect things to fall apart once Rosemary arrived.

It just didn't occur to Cecilia how the video in Adrian's hand was not a screenshot he took from a satellite video, but one sent to

him by BlGrant.

"Since he likes to meddle so much, don't blme for being rude to him, you go and spread the word about Peggy's real cause of

death, | just don't believe that he can continue to sit in this position with the state's forbidden medicine hidden in this titled

presidential palace."

"But in our current situation, it's not appropriate to send this out at all, and if Olina Doyle gives it all up, we'll be in a much more

difficult position then."

Since the press conference brought the story to light, she tried to contact Olina Doyle, but never did, and she feared that

something had happened to Olina Doyle.

"What, you haven't gotten in touch with that dumbass yet?"

"I've been in touch with her since the video cout, but never made contact, and I'm worried she's been exposed."

If that's true, in case Olina Doyle brings them in to testify against her, then the whole thing about her being the fake April Taylor is

completely exposed.

When Cecilia heard the maid's words, her eyes then flashed with a stern and ruthless intent as she picked up her phone and dialed

a phone number, "Pocky, have someone go and take care of 606 for me, | want her to completely disappear from this world."

After hanging up the phone, Cecilia's lips showed a cold smile, as long as the real April Taylor was killed, then she would always be

the real April Taylor, Na The Brown Family's Missy.

"Well, I'll take care of the back, you go and watch out for the movement of the rest of Na The Brown Family and letknow

immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, Missy."

Meanwhile, Doyle was successful in his bid for $800,000, while others who had already been ambushed at the hotel were waiting

for them to deliver April Taylor.

"Benjamin, have two brothers stand guard outside the door, just in case."

"Understood!"

Benjamin took two men and hid in front of the hotel, when Doyle saw them just getting out of the car with a girl at the stime,

one of the men received a phone call and then pulled the girl and shoved her into the car.

"No good, they're leaving."

As soon as Doyle's words left his mouth, Benjamin was already driving his car to block the other side's way.

The other side saw the road was blocked, one of the men jumped out of the car door and cto Benjamin's front, roared fiercely:

"Do you want to die, how dare you block my road."

Benjamin got out of the car, swung his fist and smashed it hard into the other man's face. The man took two violent steps

backward, reached out and wiped the blood stain from the corner of his mouth, and said viciously, "Damn, | can't believe it's a guy

who cto my door looking for death."

After saying that, the man took out a fruit knife from behind him and swung it violently at Benjamin, just before a few swings, the

knife in the man's hand was knocked to the ground by Benjamin.

"With your trifling kung fu, you are also worthy of fooling around in front of this young master?"

"Go to hell!"

The words fell, bang, a piercing gunshot cfrom behind, Benjamin turned his head and saw Doyle who cdown at some

point, the gun in his hand was still smoking.

"Holy shit, do you know that this young master almost died in this guy's hands?"

Benjamin a look of annoyance glared at Doyle, this guy tricked him to free as a bodyguard even if, but even brought a gun did not

tell him, so he almost thought he went to see his grandfather.

Doyle listened to Benjamin's face complaining words, said with a disbelieving face: "With your hands, is in ten more such gangsters

can not hurt you."