Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 233 Are You an Idiot?

Ellen listened to Jamie with great effort.

Gastric ulcer? Illegitimate child? And Max, who suddenly appeared?

It turned out that there was a series of traps for her.

Why did they think she was worth the effort?

Even without these charges, Jamie would still torture her to death!

Why?

Ellen smiled brightly. “Jamie, I guess Fiona was the one who told you this! Gastric ulcer, illegitimate child, and affair. It was really hard for her to make up such a meticulous story, and find so many witnesses.”

“You shut up!” Jamie interrupted her with bloodshot eyes.

“You think you can speak her name? She is different from you. You are full of schemes!”

In Jamie’s heart, Fiona was a bit unreasonable, but she was bad on the surface and straightforward. She would not do such sinister tricks.

“Jamie, you just need to check whether my gastric ulcer is real.

You will know, and the child in my belly…”

Ellen suddenly stopped talking. This child was going to be left to her parents.

If Jamie knew, he definitely would not let her give birth to the child.

Jamie stared at her, his eyes cold. “What, you can’t say it. I’m afraid you don’t even know whose child it is! Since you want to be a slut, I will fulfill your wish today!”

He suddenly picked up Ellen with one hand and held her in his arms.

He suddenly felt that this damn woman was so light that he could lift her with one hand. Was this really the weight of a pregnant woman?

even a ten-year-old child was

She was very scared and struggled to say, “Jamie, where are you

care about what she said. He came to the front of the car and threw her into

“I can’t?”

out a stack of documents, and

again. Am

of paper and looked at it carefully. It was a project. developed by the Robbins

she picked up the next one and the

Chris’s full name was signed on it, and it was covered with the company’s

an instant, her whole body trembled

sneered, “How is it? Is this enough to make your

by you. How could my

“Forge?”

him. He told your father that as long as your father signed it, you could still be the daughter of

vice president?” Ellen asked

father for thirty years. Her

old bastard came to me by himself, wagging his tail and begging me to give him a piece of the cake. He

belief collapsed in

loyal and honest person, was actually the one

pile of paper in a

the side of the car, and slowly lit a cigarette with a lighter. He took a puff, and the smoke swirled around him. “I can still stick them back together, even if you

this, she was like a mad woman. She stuffed the pile of broken pieces of paper into her

she could finish swallowing, she

but the longer he looked at her, the more he felt that something was wrong. She was preparing

Was this woman crazy?

out to stop her. He said angrily, “Are you crazy?

not hear him, covering her mouth

paper passed through her throat, it was like a sickle with countless saw teeth, cutting

pinched her chin and said furiously, “Spit them

at all and continued. It hurt so much that