Chapter 197 Poor Mr. Russo

There were still so many people watching!

Lincoln didn’t care at all, but Zayla felt so embarrassed.

“A rich woman can’t walk on her own.”

Zayla was puzzled by this excuse.

Lincoln calmly carried her all the way without panting.

Before Zayla could speak again, he had put her into the ambulance.

Not far away, a pair of sharp eyes were fixed on this scene. The man’s short hair vaguely blocked the ruthlessness in his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly.

“Mr. Russo, should I send the slippers back to Mrs. Russo?”

Simon looked down at the limited-edition sports shoes in Eden’s hands.

He sneered, took one, and threw it into the Brazos River!

Why should he give them to Zayla?

She had gotten into the car with another man!

Simon cursed angrily and walked towards the luxury car not far away.

opened

getting late. With such a thrilling event today,

I was going back?” Simon

why do

car drove in the

was

a luxurious villa on the outskirts of Houston,

was smashed to

“Trash! You’re all useless!

old man! You

really troublesome! If I had known, I

man spat

only

Who knew that Zayla would disguise herself so well? In the

would have thought that she was so hard to deal with?

rid of her and drive her out of

comforted Palmer as she stretched out her arms to hold him

me however you want as long as you don’t get angry.

glanced at Ezra, picked her up, and threw her

He snapped.

as the off-road vehicle leaves the city, there will

over the bridge not

the only person who knows

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