“Do you hate me that much?”
The original perfect face held an evil gangster’s smile, but in hearing Adriana’s sentence, the smile instantly disappeared into nothing, the whole popularity of the field are cold a few points.
“You look like such an annoying face, it’s not even normal not to hate you.”
Adriana wrapped her arms around her chest and didn’t have a good look for Harlee.
He got up and walked to his desk and began to deal with the piles of documents, “If you have something to do, please give me an order, I will not accompany you if there is nothing.”
She has a lot of things to deal with right now, so she doesn’t have time to spend with Harlee.
Whatever Harlee wants, it doesn’t matter to her, as long as Raylan can investigate Harlee’s true identity in the shortest possible time, it’s fine.
Adriana bowed her head to handle the paperwork, Harlee stood aside, stood by the office bookshelf for a moment, pretended to open a book, and said, “Latest mission, after taking down LOC Corporation, then take on Lindsay Group.”
“What do you mean? You’re buying the Lindsay Group?”
Although Adriana really hates Theresa, even a little bit, it is not so bad that she is now going to buy her company.
The acquisition of Lindsay Group is equal to directly break the back of Logan and Theresa, they … will have no way out.
A few times with Lindsay Group, the fight to the no harm, but really let her down, but some do not want to.
“Theresa stole your man, isn’t it normal to go after her?”
Harlee said it with a light heart.
Adriana’s eyes narrowed slightly as she carefully analyzed the meaning of Harlee’s words, “Don’t tell me you’re giving me the opportunity to get back at Theresa.”
“You could say that.”
He closed the book and put it on the shelf, slender fingers crossed the rows and rows of books on the shelf, and finally casually pulled out a book and walked to the sofa and sat down leisurely, slowly reading it.
While looking at it, he said, “The people under my Harlee do not need much emotion, only obedience.”
“I’m curious, what identity are you playing and what identity am I playing when you say that?”
Adriana asked rhetorically.
Harlee remained bland and said in a slow voice: “It doesn’t matter what identity you and I have, just remember that I won’t harm you.”
“Wouldn’t hurt me? That’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life, and Orco Mount almost didn’t get me killed that time. Do I have to thank you for your mercy?”
Orco Mount on Harlee gave Sloane a bullet in the body, which did not kill Sloane but put her in jail and nearly ruined her innocence.
That time, she hated Sloane.
But the hatred for Sloane is not as great since we know that the killer behind it is Harlee.
Harlee lifted her eyelids, swept Adriana, her eyes fixed on her, then lowered her eyelids without speaking.
That unfathomable look, Adriana can not guess what it means, simply do not guess.
“Remember to turn around and bring the contract, I’m not going to saddle up for you without signing it.”
Thirty percent of the Fryer Group, of course, she would not refuse.
Not to mention 30 percent, even if it is 50 percent, she also dare to take it.
“Hmm.”
…
After a busy morning, Adriana took time to go to the hospital.
Alvin had a car accident that day, and she felt guilty, and it was not good to turn a blind eye.
Carrying fruit to the hospital, to the floor of the inpatient department, just out of the elevator saw a group of reporters blocking the entrance to the ward.
“Brenda, did you choose to stay with Mr. Grant?”
“You’ve been with Mr. Grant for many years as a YA live streaming company artist, did you fall in love with him long ago?”
“Can The Grant Family, a large and powerful family, accept a playwright like you?”
“Did Mr. Grant annul his marriage to his ex-fiancée Flora earlier because he liked you?”
…
One question followed another, all of which were laced with news about Brenda and Alvin.
Adriana stood there frozen, feeling that she had appeared at the wrong time, so, turned around and left.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw Peter, who had appeared at some point, also carrying a fruit basket, and seemed to be coming to visit Alvin.
“Coincidentally.”
She said.
Peter looked at ‘Lawson’ and swept another glance at the scene over there, “It doesn’t seem to have come at the right time.”
The two turned in unison and stood at the elevator entrance waiting for the elevator to come down, waiting for the doors to open and the two walked in.
“How is Brenda’s relationship with Mr. Grant?”
In the elevator, Adriana took the initiative and asked for information.
After all, it’s been many years since I’ve been with Brenda and I don’t know what’s really going on between them.
Many things happened around Brenda back then, which once made her and Peter doubt Brenda’s identity, but for so many years Brenda was quiet and lived a very normal life, which also dispelled her heavy doubts about Brenda.
“Not sure.”
Peter said, “Brenda doesn’t deserve Alvin.”
“Why?”
“Identity issues.”
His answer was the same as four years ago, when he was speculating about Brenda’s identity, and Peter then said that this person’s identity was too clean.
It is the overly cleanliness that makes people feel fishy.
“You’re too suspicious.”
Adriana teased.
“You can’t guard against people.”
“What about me?”
She asked Peter a question that baffled him.
The flickering eyes fell on her body for a moment and shook his head, “Not really.”
Getting the answer, Adriana was in a somewhat silent mood.
There was always a feeling that there was some ambiguity between her and Peter.
Although I would like to disconnect from this person and never have contact with him again, I am too deeply entangled to do so.
Exiting the elevator, she went straight to the parking lot, ignoring Peter along the way.
“Buy you lunch at noon?”
Peter called out behind her.
“No time.”
“You got a problem?”
“I have an appointment with Brenden.”
She gagged Peter to death with one sentence.
Unaware of a comment that caught Peter’s interest, he walked quickly to Adriana’s side and asked, “Have you and Brenden known each other for a long time?”
He looked at Adriana with a slightly inquisitive look in his eyes.
“Not really, just met. But in the future, he and I are bound to be partners, then naturally we can also call ourselves friends.”
Adriana’s official answer.
“There are no eternal friends in the mall, only eternal interests.”
“So, you and I also just have an interest in maintaining the relationship between us.”
“No.”
Peter denied it outright.
“What’s that?”
Adriana took some interest, opened the back of the car, put the fruit basket inside, closed the door and leaned against the car door with interest and looked at him, waiting for an answer.
“Familiar.”
He answered without thinking.
After thinking about it for a moment, his deep eyes glowing with a ghostly luster, he slid the knot in his throat and continued, “From the first time I saw you, I went to feel inexplicably familiar. If I didn’t have selective memory loss, perhaps I would have thought I must have seen you somewhere before.”
“It doesn’t matter if you’ve seen it or not. The point is …”
Adriana inclined her head and waved toward a person not far away, “Hi Miss Lindsay, your fiancé is looking for you.”