She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 235: Make Sure She Doesn’t Die

Chapter 235: Make Sure She Doesn’t Die

Joel was a little surprised at the question. He answered, “She’s inside the Quinn School of Martial Arts.”

Was Uncle Ian going to acknowledge her and bring her back to the Smiths?

As soon as the thought formed, the man said, “Oh.”

Joel, “…”

He kept quiet for a while before he said, “She seems to have offended Paul Quinlan, but with Justin Hunt’s ties to the Quinn School of Martial Arts, they won’t do anything to her… Do we intervene?”

Ian stayed silent for a very long while. In the end, he sneered, “With Justin Hunt protecting her, why would she need us?”

Joel could hear the displeasure in his words. However, when he thought of the DNA test report, he didn’t dare to say anything.

Just when he thought Ian was going to hang up, Ian said, “… But the Smiths are not to be bullied. Don’t let her die.”

Joel breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay.”

 

Joel spaced out for a moment after he hung up.

By right, he wasn’t really friends with Nora. Added to this, Ian’s attitude toward her, as well as how hurtful her existence was to Ian, it would make more sense if he looked forward to something happening to Nora instead.

So, why had he actually breathed a sigh of relief just now?

Was it because…

He looked at Tanya, who was listening to music and playing games in the jeep in front. Was it because of her?

He didn’t want to make her sad, so he didn’t want anything to happen to her best friend… After all, that woman had always been stubborn and withdrawn since she was a child, so she barely had any friends.

It wasn’t easy for her to have a best friend whom she could trust with her life.

The moment the thought formed, Joel leaned back against the backseat again, suddenly losing the desire to get out of the car.

Indeed, she had always been withdrawn since she was a child. Her world consisted only of herself, so why would she even care about him? Hadn’t she also mercilessly left him back then?

Joel lowered his gaze and suddenly said, “Let’s go home.”

chauffeur was taken aback.

me, I have a meeting. Come back and pick

“Yes, sir.”

passed by the jeep. Perhaps because she had been dancing since she was a child, she subconsciously kept her posture straight

had suddenly sensed something, she turned her head, but all she saw

but only lowered

School of Martial Arts by Lucas and a few

felt sore and weak all over and was

what the pill was. All Nora said was that it wouldn’t kill him, but would make sure that he would never be able to use any

honest, this alone was already

in the underworld forces of New York. Now that

Jordan and his wife, who would never

and expanded their influence, whereas the Quinlan Sect disappeared

said that he had died after

escaped with all of

never be able to avenge himself his entire life. After all,

of this came

Hoffman was currently holding Nora’s hand. She said, “As it turns out, you’re the Quinn School of Martial Arts’ Big Sister. This sure is… No wonder you said that it wasn’t Big Sister’s instructions. We’re starting to owe you more and more favors, Ms.

time. After all, he was

 

regardless. She said, “Just say the word if you ever need our help in the future, Ms. Smith!

hand. Then, she said to Pete, “Go home early after you’re done with practice, okay?

Pete, “…”

Everyone else, “…”

that the veins on his forehead were practically bulging. “Nora! Smith! Not only is he your so— I mean, your child, but

already quickened her footsteps the moment she said she was leaving. Before he could even finish, Nora was already out

left ringing in the air: “No one is allowed to reveal my identity to

to Paul’s tragic state just now and

Quinn: “…”

bright and clean villa with

gates. He

round was filled with chrysanthemums. Yellow, white, pink… There were all sorts of colors. There were bush lilies, and even

tens of thousands—or even hundreds of thousands—of dollars

the flowers. He

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255