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 next to Roxanne's

by the car and ran her fingers through the tires as if she was

lubricant from her bag and reached for the disc brake of a

spend a lot of effort sticking the lubricant into the

to unscrew the cap of the lubricant and pour

footsteps ceased as

right there, and her heart sank

voice rang out from above her head. “Ms.

clenched her fist, spewing the lubricant all over the chassis of the vehicle. Some even splashed on

the lubricant off, but before she could do it,

lubricant, Ophelia was overwhelmed with embarrassment and guilt. She lowered her head and said, “Ms. Smith? I think you

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

doing? Don't take my things! I'm not Ms. Smith. You got the wrong person!” She panicked and tried to grab her mask and sunglasses, but she was no match for a few men who had already closed

of the men quickly grabbed her arm and forcefully

“You're not? Does that mean I'm talking to a

Lucian's eyes gradually