The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Olive Steele sighed. It seemed that she didn’t have to confess by herself. Somebody else would do it for her. Chloe Malan was one of them, but she didn’t know about the other. Alan Hoyle was up to something bad, but she couldn’t stop him.

She didn’t know how crazy things were about her and him outside now, but she felt that the public must be against him.

She wanted to send a message to Dave Harrod or Kent Bai to see if she could take some countermeasures, but the phone was confiscated once she hung up.

“Miss Steele, can we start?” the man who was crossing his arms didn’t intent to give her a break.

“I want to go to the bathroom first, can I?” she was able to put a low profile and suppress it for the whole day, but she was afraid that she might suffer from incontinence if she endured it.

The two men exchanged glances and quickly called a policewoman on duty to accompany her.

They called the policewoman to accompany her, but in all candor, they were afraid of her running away, so they kept her handcuffed. She couldn’t fly. How on earth would she escape this place?

Olive Steele could finally breathe after peeing. Now, she was in a ninja turtle mode. But, Alan Hoyle, would he take her away from this place?

She thought he told her to leave everything to him. She thought he told her to put her faith in him. Was he even alert about the rapid changes happened in Luo City and Jiangcheng?

Or, was everything still under your control? Olive Steele could only hope for the latter.

The policewoman urged her, “Are you done?”

Olive Steele said pitifully. In fact, it was no use for her to delay the time. She couldn’t escape and her hand was handcuffed. She was no Wonder Woman. She had no special skills. It was impossible for her to squat on the toilet for the rest of 20 hours. Besides, if she escaped, she was only giving

it didn’t sound good. After a while,

was running out of

tricks

eyes. If she was too honest, she

Back to the interrogation room, the man who crossed his arm just now and the man in charge of recording were smoking. The room was

light smell of cigar on Alan Hoyle’s body, but when the smell was too strong like it was right now, she couldn’t help feeling sick. She didn’t know whether it

her back to the chair. Instead of being treated like a criminal, she was treated as a prisoner. These people were

cooperate with us. I hope you understand.” the man said while crossing

that she was a fickle woman

This was too humiliating.

She knew nothing.

Olive Steele smiled faintly. She sat comfortably. She had twelve hours left

hoped Alan Hoyle could

away from the ground. Could he make it? Her heart

man in charge for recording opened his book. He was ready to note it down dutifully. Olive Steele suspected

There was a saying fitted into the situation; give a

evil in this world. The bad guys were not necessarily without kindness and the good guys were not without a bad intention. As long as they lived up to their conscience, things

are you ready to talk?”

what?” Olive Steele played dumb

“A while ago, you went to Jinjiang for a business trip. Alan Hoyle went with you. Is he related to someone named Kent