Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Chapter 915 Who Are You

"Lord Elvis, what's the matter..."

When his subordinates saw Elvis looking at Nicole, they thought that Elvis liked Nicole. And they hurriedly asked but only received Elvis' furious glare.

"I'm not interested in her. I just..."

Elvis did not continue to say but his lips curled.

Nicole felt like that someone was looking at her. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked directly at the camera.

At the same time, Elvis was also staring at her face through the screen.

Nicole smiled faintly. She turned around and continued to sleep.

Elvis seemed irritated by that.

She was too arrogant.

Did she really thought I wouldn't hurt her?

See what she was doing!

Was she really a hostage?

She was more likely to be a tourist!

"Ask Nicole to clean up the warehouse."

Elvis suddenly said.

He didn't want to put Nicole at ease.

"Yes."

The subordinates immediately arranged for her.

Nicole was sleeping soundly when she was called.

"Lord Elvis ordered you to clean the warehouse. Here are some tools."

Harley threw a broom and other tools in front of Nicole.

Audrey was instantly enraged.

"Are you kidding me? My daughter is pregnant, and you ask her to do cleaning? If you insist, then let me do it."

"Mom, they asked me not you. Don't worry. I'll go. Besides, I'm pregnant for a short time, so it's fine."

Nicole didn't really care.

She took the broom and rag and followed Harley to the warehouse, notwithstanding Audrey's advice to the contrary.

There were only some clothes in the warehouse.

Harley brought Nicole over there and left.

Nicole found the warehouse was quite large but was in a mess.

As she was free all the time, she was happy to do something. She then packed up.

There were many cloths and some old clothes. She didn't know how to deal with them. Throw away?

Nicole gathered the clothes together and suddenly saw one that had blood on it.

The coat looked old as the blood stains on it had already darkened. She wouldn't have found if she looked at it carelessly.

Nicole frowned slightly. She sniffed the coat and couldn't smell the blood.

as if it was lashed hard

Whose was it?

suddenly thought of Petty's

Would it be hers?

would Una, an innocent woman, let that

there in

one would

and continued to do her cleaning. She did not find

felt a little tired and then

clues and no useful stuff could be used

self-sufficient, relying on a vegetable

Nicole was somewhat upset.

toward the horizon and she then found that she had spent all the

was stretching herself, she saw a few

"What's going on?"

stopped a servant

up. Lord Elvis

"Throw up?"

Nicole frowned slightly.

behind the

loud voice was

Elvis was ruthless, he was polite to outsiders. Now, Elvis looked like an angry lion, and he was so manic that he would kill anyone

there was throw-up in these washbasins. Obviously, it came from

island? Why don't you go outside and find a doctor for her? Maybe she's got food

Nicole said directly.

room turned completely

looked

"Why are you here?"

stopped to take a

Nicole shrugged indifferently.

Elvis narrowed his eyes.

poisoning just now? Did you

pushed

was surprised

have got food poisoning. I know that but it doesn't mean I poisoned her. I've been in the warehouse all afternoon. How can I

at that time? Lock her up in the basement. Nicole, if I find that you actually did it, no matter who you are, I won't let you

completely crazy

taken to a cold

a fucking

and shouted angrily, but she

she stopped cursing Elvis and

large and spacious and she could even hear

was a little

"Hey, anyone there?"

and heard nothing but the

wanted to sit for a while. Just then she

"Oh!"

and

couldn't see clearly what was inside the basement.

"Be quiet."

of the corpse almost

a human

to know the

The corpse suddenly moved.

retreated several steps. Her head was hit and

she was used to darkness, she could see

you'd better stoop to

that the woman's words

"Who are you?"

I? Does it matter? I'm a dead

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