Chapter 147 Kate Williams

In the capital.

Outside the airport.

There stood a beautiful woman with long hair on her shoulders. She didn’t wear any make-up, but her face was still white and tender, like a shelled egg.

She just looked like the first love of everyone.

She was pure and cute.

She wore a plain white shirt and light blue jeans. Her legs were straight and slender, and she wore a pair of white shoes.

She grabbed the handle of the suitcase with one hand and looked around.

There were many tourists living around.

Many of them came to pick their friends up at the airport. When they saw this beautiful woman, they couldn’t help but take a few more looks at her. They couldn’t help but think back to their campus time when they were young.

Alas–

Who would know which family those pure and lovely goddess had spent in the end.

Maybe.

The beauty in white shoes could give the answer.

The crowd around also looked up.

They were very curious about who was waiting for this beautiful woman to pick her up. If nothing went wrong, it should be a big boss or a rich man!

“Four sister, get in the car!”

Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared in front of her with a warm smile on his face.

a

while. Suddenly, she rushed forward

shoes was

was the fourth sister of John.

few days ago, Bertha Carter sent a message about John in their chatting group. Knowing that he was still alive, Kate immediately put aside her

John was still alive, Kater recognized him at once when she saw his familiar

She was overjoyed.

asked by Kate, as she loosened her arms on his neck, with a

spread rumors. I’m a

it. What’s wrong with

Oh…

was a flat tone.

seemed that his answer didn’t meet

John was hurt.

a smile, “Come on, sister, get in

take care of her fourth sister, John specially put a soft cushion behind his

you drive a Bugatti Veyron? Why did you

my real treasure, much more valuable than

me how to put my suitcase?”

was not heavy. It only contained some living goods, and other working equipment were placed in her colleagues’

it was not easy to put it

it to me.”

of the car with the other. Then

said, “I might as well carry it!”

to hold my waist with your hands, or you can’t sit steadily.”

can it be?”

and felt lucky that

onlookers were

a beauty was taken away by a bike?

they had expected didn’t appear, and they

sped

tightly, she wouldn’t feel bumpy. She couldn’t help but praise, “little John, little John, you’re so good

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