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.”

can’t conceal your disparities

fuck

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 when to reel it

many men in my

car. While

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Nathan. He’s different from other men. Doing

seat and rudely kicked the dashboard with her legs. Oliver glanced

you tell me that bitch can paint and speak multiple languages? She’s even helping Nathan at the lab

bounds. I don’t know

full extent either.”

her?”

her parents, I

weren’t for our annual meetings, we would have believed

glared into the distance. She muttered through gritted teeth, “If I

couldn’t hear her mumbles, but he

I swear I’ll have your