Reborn Hot Wife

So she did not let Stelly penetrate her network but decided to approach him face to face and ask.

William Black held the coffee in one hand, and his thumb ran slowly over the cup’s handle. With his inky pupils, he looked at her like a bottomless pit, full of unknown fear.

Mary Kinson did not even look him in the eye. She felt invisible oppression threatening to suffocate her.

She licked her lower lip and, trying to lighten the atmosphere, said. “I asked Meny where he lived for my reasons, and it will not affect the course of the music night. You can rest assured.”

The words fell, and a sound came from the sofa beside him, and he stood up.

William Black retrieved the document from his desk, turned and placed it on the coffee table in front of Mary Kinson, and smiled softly, “Even if it interferes with the process, as long as you are willing to talk to me, I’ll honor your requests here.”

Mary Kinson pursed her lips like a small animal living in front of a beast. The fear in her bones came out involuntarily, fearful that the beast before her would devour her at any moment.

Staring at the folder with her eyes lowered, she secretly took a deep breath and then reached to open the document, finding Meny’s hotel carefully written down with the room number.

After noting everything, she folded the documents closed and handed them to William Black with both hands: “Thank you.”

William Black took the document and looked at her with his still mysterious eyes.

She accidentally looked into his eyes and took a deep breath.

For a moment, she felt like she was in a trance in my past life. Aside from that family reunion, Mary Kinson those eyes seemed to have been seen somewhere.

At that time, but she can not remember

She sipped her lips, looked him once more in the eyes, and said powerlessly, “Then I’ll go ahead, leave you alone, goodbye.”

William Black was rather unhappy and looked very ponderous, “The next time I can explain my reasons together, I shall be happier.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Mary Kinson smiled mischievously, “Next time, I am sure.”

With that, she quickly slipped out the office door, which was smooth with a jerk.

It seems that as soon as she entered the office, her heart rehearsed many times and fled the office.

After Mary Kinson leaving the company, she got on the bus, rolled up the window, and exhaled.

Although she is already married, she still feels a little depressed in his presence. She does not know where this depression comes from.

After a few minutes, she stopped in a deserted area, took out her phone, and started checking Meny’s hotel.

The hotel seems to be owned by the family, and the general military or political personnel stay there much more, so the management is strict, and it’s challenging to get in.

But for Mary Kinson, her only need is the address and directions from the hotel to the music night venue.

As long as she waits until the day after tomorrow, she can estimate Meny’s departure time based on the opening time and find the vehicle Meny is in, which can stop everything.

Is it feasible to drive against the sky?

A day and a half is all Stelly needs to figure out which car Meny uses to get in and out of the hotel.

Towards evening, the night is gaining momentum.

The bustling capital lights up intermittently.

On the street is an Augusta F4CC, its black hull harmonizing with the tiny red lines of the wheels, and all the parts are handmade, what is known as a Ferrari in motorcycles. In general, this type of car is collected.

Therefore, it appeared on the street and attracted the attention of many car lovers.

The girl half leaning against the body is dressed in tight black that outlines the slender and long body lines, and the exposed neck is as white as jade.

Though she wears a black helmet, her lengthy hair falls like a waterfall behind her shoulders, giving her the incomparable glow of a noble spirit.

Her posture alone is in no way inferior to this handmade car.

Someone conveniently took a picture and sent a Facebook.

Mary Kinson frowned slightly, but she had not expected to attract so many stares.

She pulled her phone out of her back pocket, the screen lit up to show the model and license plate number, and her finger quickly sent back the message: location.

Then, in the first second, click on the little red dot following the applet representing the car’s moving lane.

After making sure the tiny red dot was blinking and the process was correct, she put her phone back in her pocket and put on her Bluetooth ears.

Throwing her stretched long legs onto the car and lowering her waist and stomach along the outline of the body, there was no danger from excessive speed.

The black motorcycle sped across the highway like a lone shadow that quickly flashed in people’s eyes.

Stelly’s voice rang out, “There are three seconds left at the light ahead of you. After two lights, you can catch up to Meny’s car. It will take a total of three minutes.”

Mary Kinson relaxed her hand that held the brake, “Now, are the road conditions at the other intersections to be observed?”

Stelly, sitting in the chair, had a thin computer screen all over the wall, carefully playing back the traffic conditions of the street and various intersections.

“Per your instructions, the cameras are cut and tiled, I stare at them, and all road conditions are the same.”

Mary Kinson released the brakes ultimately, and F4CC raced like an unruly wild horse through the intersection that was about to turn green, “OK, now is the most critical point, do not get distracted. You must inform me immediately if there is any deviation.”

Stelly listened to the romantic sounds from the headphones and worried, “OK, Sister Mary, you should be careful too.”