Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Chapter 267 No One Knew Whether Victor Was Alive Or Dead 

Everyone looked at the person in front of them at the same time. When Maria saw clearly who was coming in, the corner of her mouth which had been raised slightly froze imperceptibly. Glancing at the reporters present indifferently, Carson walked up to Maria and smiled politely with a meaningful smile in his long narrow eyes.

“Mrs. Sullivan, long time no see. You are still as beautiful as before.” As he spoke, he looked at Maria up and down. Today, Maria specially appeared in front of the public without any makeup. No matter how one looked at her, she seemed to have nothing to do with the two words ‘stunning’ and ‘beautiful’.

“Carson, aren’t you abroad?” On the day of Odin’s accident, she had spent a lot of time sending Carson abroad, and it would take at least a month for him to come back. How could he come back now? Looking at the smile at the corner of Carson’s mouth, a thought flashed through Maria’s mind. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat and cold sweat began to seep from her back.

‘Was it because

this idea. If Victor had known her plan, how could the press conference be held normally? Moreover, she

abroad?” Carson said with his eyebrows rising slightly. Maria’s eyes dodged his for a moment. After all, she was Mrs. Sullivan of the Sullivan Group. She

me. So

Odin was no match for Victor, it was undeniable that he was also a man in a million. They didn’t expect his death, which made them couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. “Mrs. Sullivan, I’m sorry for your loss.” Maria raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and nodded. Then she naturally shifted the subject to the press conference. “Carson, what did you

then pretended to remember something, “Mrs. Sullivan, do you mean that I just said you

you might just come back so you don’t know what happened. I said that just now because Victor encountered some trouble on the way here and might not

it seems that you don’t think there is any misunderstanding at all.’ With one hand in his pocket, Carson looked at the time on his watch