My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 002 Let's go to Shiveport Purr!

The motorcycle pulled over under a tree not far from the gate of the elementary school.

Annette sat on the motorcycle with one long and straight leg supporting against the ground, and took off the helmet, letting her black hair cascade over her shoulders.

She narrowed her eyes to see the gate clearly, where there was a crowd of parents waiting for I their kids.

Still ten minutes before Wancy finished his class.

A faint trace of impatience appeared in Annette’s eyes.

She flapped her backpack to the front.

Unzipped, the black backpack revealed its messy inside.

A laptop, a replica gun, a mechanical watch, three phones, two big ones and one small one.

A palm-sized roll of black cloth, a long metal box, a metal lighter, a pack of cigarettes and some lollipops.

All together they did have quite some weight.

Annette took out one of the phones.

Tens of unread messages popped out from an app.

Having noticed one of them, she raised her eyebrows, with a light smile going wild.

A black limousine came to halt slowly at the opposite side of the road.

"Young master, here it is."

Said the driver.

The car window at the right hand side slid down.

Sitting at the back of the limousine was a man in a black shirt, long legs overlapped.

with a cigarette between the fingers

well as the

the person I am after is

well-chiseled chin and

scratched the back

in this crowd would only be the last person in the world that they were

place where the

figured it

young man’s face turned a little

"When was it?"

"Just ten minutes ago."

The driver replied.

the place under the tree

a girl sitting

black long hair flew in the air, her face

be an angel

brightly scarlet leather bracelet around her wrist, in

and loose

be a mother at such a young age! He looked back inside the car and asked, "how long has the signal

one minute." The

man kicked on the back of driver's

lasted only less than one

"My bad, master."

driver lowered his

puff at his cigarette and extinguished it

go back to Colette Town and

boy, aged around seven or eight,

of the gate for a few seconds, his eyes shined as he spotted Annette, whom he immediately ran toward.His curly hair had been blown into a mess by the wind.He couldn't wait to pull down his school uniform.He then crammed it into his bag rudely and plunged the whole bag

"Annette!"

shouted out

raised her eyes from the phone and caught the sight of Wancy who was bolting toward her.She tutted, "Do

finally get rid of this bloody