In My Desperate Time

Chapter 112 Be Careful in the Future.

Thirty- three years, what can I say?

I can only say that Frances Louis is good at math.

I am twenty-four years old this year. Thirty-three years later, I will be fifty-seven years old. Will all my youth be wasted on this man?

God knows how desperate I am to get away from this fate and live the life I want.

“No matter what, I can’t give up.”

“Four million, I will pay you off.”

I say to Frances Louis confirmedly.

His eyes fall on me and he stares at me for a while.

I don’t know what he is thinking, and I couldn't see through that look. The unreadable Frances Louis frightens me.

Frances Louis's phone rings in front of me, breaking the eerie silence.

He looks at the screen as if hesitating whether to answer it or not.

Whose call makes Frances Louis look like this?

I peep at it and see Whitney Jordan’s name.

name makes

psychologically tough to be a

help saying, “Are you not answering your

Louis glances at me with a frown, then he

“Hello.”

large, plus the room is quiet, or because I'm listening intently, I can hear Whitney Jordan’s talking

you answer my phone

questioning with

driving.” Frances Louis

you come

it sounds like flirting over the phone

suddenly ask,

direction, and then says dryly, “Why do

today, and I saw a woman using your black card. It is the employee at

a beat and I

Song Group, so I gave it to Steven Song. Maybe he gave it to his

Frances Louis

But I feel uneasy.

expression becomes serious and he says in a grave voice, “Did you

see her, too. But how did she know I was using your card?

“My black card is specially made by the

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