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.

rags as if it

Whose was it?

suddenly thought

Would it be hers?

woman, let that happen in front of

stood there in

no one

to do her cleaning. She did not find anything

and then sat in a chair to have a

clues and no useful stuff could be used to communicate with the outside world

were completely self-sufficient,

Nicole was somewhat upset.

the tools in order, she walked out of the warehouse. The sun descended toward the horizon and she then found that she

stretching herself, she saw a few servants running

"What's going on?"

a servant and

suddenly began to throw up. Lord Elvis

"Throw up?"

Nicole frowned slightly.

behind

loud voice was filling the

was polite to outsiders. Now, Elvis looked like an angry lion, and

out. Nicole found there was throw-up in these washbasins. Obviously, it

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

Nicole said directly.

room turned completely

instantly looked at

"Why are you here?"

stopped to

Nicole shrugged indifferently.

Elvis narrowed his eyes.

food poisoning just now? Did you poison her? Get her

Harley immediately pushed Nicole

surprised and

your mind? Everyone knows that if someone throws up like that, he must have got food poisoning. I know that but it doesn't mean I poisoned her.

Lock her up in the basement. Nicole, if I find

completely crazy

was taken to

a fucking

angrily, but

was tired, so she stopped cursing Elvis and began

very large and spacious and she could even hear the echo of her voice.

was a

"Hey, anyone there?"

nothing but the

frightened and wanted to sit for a

"Oh!"

screamed and almost jumped

here that she couldn't see clearly what was inside the basement. No wonder she would be frightened after touching a body

"Be quiet."

of the

you a human

also want to know the

The corpse suddenly moved.

retreated several steps. Her head was hit and it hurt her

she was used to darkness, she

is relatively low and a little damp, you'd better stoop to walk. You can sit down

woman's words

"Who are you?"

Does it matter? I'm a dead

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