The Wrong Woman

Chapter 93

At 4:00 am, it was dead silent outside the police station.

Sally walked out of the station with Oliver and got into a luxury car.

Sally fastened the seatbelt with an annoyed expression. “Why are you so late?”

Oliver sneered. “It takes time to fly here.”

“Did Grandpa find out?” Sally rolled her eyes.

“He did.” Oliver let out a sigh.

“Ignore him. Take me to the base.” Sally huffed.

Oliver gripped the steering wheel tightly until the veins on his neck bulged. “This is your last warning. Don’t fucking touch her.”

Sally glared at Oliver. “It’s all because you didn’t kill her back then that I’m in so much trouble right now.”

you can’t conceal your disparities any longer.”

the fuck do you mean by that,

years. She used to be a crybaby and always acted coquettishly around Nathan. But that was because she was still young back then. Now that she’s grown up, she knows

her gaze sharpened. “I have seduced many men

sneered and started the car. While driving, he reminded her,

+25 BONUS

tactics from the past to seduce Nathan. He’s different from other men. Doing so

and rudely kicked the dashboard with her legs. Oliver glanced at her briefly before turning away with

“Why didn’t you tell me that bitch can paint and speak multiple languages? She’s even helping Nathan at the lab now!

no bounds. I don’t know

full extent either.”

you raise her?” Sally

she was offered a place in one of the most famous universities in Sunterland. Like her parents, I only saw her once a year. We know next to nothing about her studies and work.

to get in touch. If it weren’t for our annual meetings, we would have believed that she disappeared from the face

“If I don’t deal with her

mumbles, but he still warned sternly, “Don’t

swear I’ll have your head.”