How to Get a Wife

The man's eyes were sharp and cold. But when he looked over at Joanna, his gaze would soften.

It was no other but the man who was driving the white Ferrari.

There was a threatening air surround him, which perhaps was attributed to his sculptural face and tall physique. When he saw the embarrassed and weak look Joanna had, he felt some sympathy for her.

Sympathy? Such a feeling had never occurred to him before.

Usually he had no interest for other people's stories. However, for some reason, he attentively listened to Joanna and Sera's conversation from beginning to end. His curiosity got the better of him, and he wanted to know what the two women were arguing about. As a result, he closely watched Joanna without so much as blinking an eye.

All of a sudden, the man came back to his senses, feeling that it was absurd that he was involving himself with other people's problems. 'I shouldn't waste my time on such a sad, little girl... Although she really is... Well, she's unlucky. That's all there is.

It's none of my business.'

"The bill, please." The man snapped his fingers, and a waiter immediately went over.

He had already got the documents he needed, so there was no need to waste time on such insignificant things.

The man signed his name on the receipt handed over by the waiter, and then looked back at Joanna. "Put that table there on my tab as well," the man said after thinking for a while.

"Yes, sir." The waiter took the bill respectfully and left.

The man walked out of the coffee shop and got on his white Ferrari. He then drove away quickly.

Not far away, on a white commercial vehicle, two men watched him leave in his car. As soon as the Mercedes drove away, they quickly followed.

One of the men gave a conniving and cruel smile. "Wilson Yan left the cafe and is now on his way to the villa. We can start preparing for our action," he said over a microphone.

back at the

to

sudden, her phone

breath and wiping away her tears,

can I

so she was the one who was always running different errands and other trivial things. 'Calling during my lunch break... I'm sure that this is

of Mr. Lin came from the other end of the phone. "Joanna, take the company car later and send CEO's suit

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

was best not to delay her boss's orders. Raising her hand, she called the waiter and asked

already

bill? Do you know who it was?" How strange! It couldn't have possibly been her stepmother. She distinctly remembered that

Miss." The waiter nodded

a couple of people sitting in the coffee shop. But she had something to do for Mr. Lin, and couldn't dawdle

company cars from the underground parking lot. Checking her messages, she read the address Mr. Lin had given her. At the sight of the villa's address, Joanna clicked her tongue

big shot, isn't he? This place is remote, and costs a lot of money to have a house built there! But, oh well. What else could you

a sigh, Joanna started the engine and went on

working part-time for driving lessons and to get her license. But after that, she hadn't had a car to practice with

drove, she remembered that Mr. Lin said that the president did not often

to get there as soon as she could. Although her driving skills were poor, she

there weren't really a whole lot of rich people to begin with, there were only a few cars in this area. It was also much quieter and more peaceful,

that was soon

only a few cars around, he wasn't paying full attention

was cold and domineering. "I don't want to explain it again. I won't change my mind easily.