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.

in rags as if it was

Whose was it?

thought of Petty's

Would it be hers?

an innocent woman, let

stood there in

one would answer

coat and continued to do her cleaning.

and then sat in a chair to have

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

completely self-sufficient, relying on a

Nicole was somewhat upset.

walked out of the warehouse. The sun descended toward the

a few servants running towards the main hall in a

"What's going on?"

a servant and

began to throw up. Lord Elvis is worried about her and is also

"Throw up?"

Nicole frowned slightly.

walked behind the

voice was filling the

like an angry lion, and he was so manic that he would kill anyone

out. Nicole found there was

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

Nicole said directly.

room turned completely

looked at

"Why are you here?"

to

Nicole shrugged indifferently.

Elvis narrowed his eyes.

poisoning just now?

immediately pushed Nicole to

surprised and

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

or not 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

was completely crazy

taken to a cold

a

shouted angrily, but

was tired, so she stopped cursing Elvis and began to observe

hear the echo of her voice.

was a little

"Hey, anyone there?"

shouted and heard nothing

was frightened and wanted to sit for a while. Just then she suddenly touched

"Oh!"

and almost jumped

here that she couldn't see clearly what was inside the basement.

"Be quiet."

of the corpse almost finished

you a human or a

want to know the

The corpse suddenly moved.

Her head was hit and

she was used to darkness,

stoop to walk. You can sit down

the woman's words

"Who are you?"

I? Does it matter? I'm a dead

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