Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children
Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Adina opened the car door and got into the driver’s seat.
Just as she was about to start the engine, the door to the passenger seat opened.
Duke bent down and got in the car. He looked calm and relaxed as if he was in his own car.
Adina flashed him a sarcastic smile. “What are you doing, Mr. Winters?”
“My car broke down. Please send me back.” Duke leaned back in the seat as he spoke nonchalantly.
“It won’t be a waste of your time.”
Adina moved her hands away from the steering wheel before she calmly said, “I believe that the Daugherty family members would be willing to send you back. Should I call Dew?”
“Are you really afraid of being alone with me?”
suddenly lowered his body, and his cold face
each other’s breath, and for some reason,
heart fluttered all
calm as she turned around and
engine and drove steadily on the road.
suddenly became very interested in her
high around him. He guessed that no
wanted to discuss a collaboration with you.”. Adina did not look to the side as she
What’s this
industry in the last few years. I’ve always wanted to embed a smart chip in the cars and make the cars achieve true intelligence.” Duke’s cold and deep voice echoed in the car.” But there are too few people who can develop such smart chips in the country. I’ve had this idea for two years, yet I haven’t been able to realize it. Ms. Daugherty, would you be
Winters, have you been looking into my
knew that she could
of important matters, she would never expose a trade
was that this man
things? Why would I suddenly look into you?”
About Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children - Chapter 61
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