Mission To Remarry

Classes had ended. Roxanne parked her car by the side of the road.

After getting out of the car, she pulled herself together and quickly walked to the school gate to wait for the children to come out.

Parents arrived one after another.

Soon, Roxanne was drowned in the crowd.

Ophelia had been waiting at the corner of the street for a long time. After making sure that Roxanne could not see her, she tiptoed out quietly.

She continued observing the surroundings while approaching Roxanne's car furtively.

Besides wearing a hat and a mask, she even put on a pair of sunglasses in the evening.

Passersby could not help but cast curious glances at her.

Fortunately, everyone did not pay much attention to her as they were in a hurry to pick up their children.

Ophelia stood right

and ran her fingers through the tires as if

small bottle of lubricant from her bag

had to spend a lot of effort sticking the lubricant into the narrow space. At one point, she nearly had

as she was about to unscrew the cap of the lubricant and pour it on, she suddenly heard

of footsteps ceased as they

instantly froze right there, and

from above her head. “Ms. Smith, are you

fist, spewing the lubricant all over the chassis

off, but before she could do it, someone grabbed her and yanked her

embarrassment and guilt. She lowered her head and said, “Ms. Smith? I

her sentence, the man extended his masculine palm and tore off

wrong person!” She panicked and tried to grab her mask and sunglasses, but she was no match for a few men who had

to hide her face, she raised her hand, but one of the men quickly grabbed her arm and

Does that mean I'm talking to a ghost right

a while, Lucian's eyes gradually darkened. “Take a look at what's on Ms.