“Well … well …”
Adriana shook her head, her eyes wide and tried to say something, but all her words were drowned out by his passionate kiss.
“Hiss…”
Angered, Adriana couldn’t hold back and bit him hard on the lips.
For a time, the rich smell of blood filled the nostrils, the tongue very clearly tasted the blood with fishy sweetness.
Peter drew a breath in pain, raised his hand over his lips, a gentle touch, a drop of blood stained on the fingertips.
“Adriana, are you a dog?”
Peter glanced at the blood on his fingertips and couldn’t help but look at the woman who was angry as a Scarlett cat.
Because he let go of one hand, Adriana double knees with the force of the sofa backrest hard, pushing Peter away.
She quickly turned around and kicked Peter directly in the chest with a roundhouse kick, “Peter, I told you, I’ll kill you if you touch me!”
A fierce expression of anger.
The hand hanging at her side well illustrates the owner’s angry mood at this time, and the dagger in her hand was already against Peter’s chest at the time the words fell.
The man was taciturn, his eyelids lifted, looking at the chilly dagger, “I guess, you won’t do it.”
Peter, certain that Adriana would not strike again, stepped forward and slowly approached her.
He took one step forward, she took one step back, maintaining a certain distance, even the dagger she held in her hand did not dare to force.
That day when holding a dagger against Peter’s neck, he was actually not afraid of death to rub against her dagger.
Adriana was afraid, afraid that Peter would go crazy, afraid that if someone did get killed, everything would get out of hand.
“Don’t move!”
She growled, her eyes growing more and more stern.
“What, are you afraid?”
The man looked down with interest at the small woman with scarlet cheeks in front of him.
“Afraid? I will be afraid of you? I think you are just dirtying my hands.”
Adriana retrieved her Swiss Army knife dagger and put it in her pocket, “Peter, stay away from me.” A very dismissive warning.
Turning around and walking aside, he picked up a copy of today’s newspaper from the table and idly sat on the sofa and flipped through it.
The first page of the newspaper showed the headline “New Fryer Group president is mistress of Alston Group CEO”.
A large, tight black professional photo of Adriana is posted below the eye-catching headline.
It was a photo taken in the studio when I was working in the company, and then hung on the company’s senior photo wall.
The photo shows her slightly powdered, wearing a pinched black suit, her short hair has been dyed chestnut, blow-dried in a simple hairstyle, and she is wearing gold tassel earrings in one ear.
Simple attire, elegant smile, aura of full bloom.
The image of a competent female elite in the mall is really eye-catching.
Adriana couldn’t help but be confused, what did Peter mean by keeping the newspaper?
“Adriana …”
The man walked across the room and sat down, calling out.
As she was about to speak, Adriana raised her eyes and shot an icy glare over, “Do we know each other well? Call me.”
Peter did not feel much hurt by the detached and indifferent attitude.
“What would you like to eat tonight?”
He asked.
“Give me the phone first.”
Adriana’s attitude was cold. Peter hesitated for a moment, but handed her the phone.
Taking the phone, Adriana asked, “Where are you keeping Obren’s people? I’m going to see him.”
From the time Obren’s men arrived in Waverly from Motril, she had no time to make contact with him at all before Peter took her away.
Now that I have nothing to do, I would like to go and meet that person.
“I’ll take you up.”
Peter got up, gave Adriana a meaningful glance, waited deliberately for a moment, and only when he saw Adriana get up did he step towards the spiral staircase, with Adriana following close behind.
“What do you want with Obren’s people?”
“None of your business.”
“To get the Obren to go out and bid at least eight figures. What was it that was worth the huge cost to you?”
“Like I said, it’s none of your business.”
“Alvin.”
Peter slowly said a name that hit the nail on the head.
Being guessed by him, Adriana felt neither surprised nor astonished and reacted evenly, “I don’t need you to interfere in my affairs.”
Why keep the appearance of peace when he was already going to marry Theresa and there was a well-known feud between the Soto family and The Alston family?
Shouldn’t we not talk to each other?
She felt that instead of seeing Peter every day, it would be better to die of old age.
It is best if we do not see each other again.
“You’re Luis and Helen’s mommy, so naturally I’m worried about your safety.”
As he was walking, Peter suddenly stopped and looked back at Adriana, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, “They can’t afford to lose you again.”
The words are clearly words of concern, but from Peter’s mouth changed the flavor.
“Thank you, Mr. Alston, I will take care of myself, you worry too much.”
The honorific of ‘you’ sounds respectful, but it is sarcastic, sarcastic at Peter’s meddling.
The man’s eyes flashed, his gaze unblinking as he stared at her cheeks, locking eyes for a few seconds before turning around and continuing upstairs.
East side of the third floor.
Zac and Edward both leaned against the corridor with their arms around their chests, not knowing what they were saying.
Seeing the two approaching, they were immediately silenced.
“Open the door.”
Peter instructed, Zac and Edward looked at each other, then opened the door.
Adriana followed Peter inside, Zac closed the door in a smooth manner, and Edward two people are very aware of the eyes to stand outside the door did not enter.
Inside the room, Obren’s man stood in front of the window and looked out of the window, falling into deep thought not knowing what he was thinking.
Even when he heard her walk in with Peter, there was only a faint sideways glance, a glance out of the corner of the eye and then withdrew his gaze, did not speak.
Peter walked over to the couch and sat down while Adriana walked over to the Obren person and asked, “Are you … Alani?”
After Aaren and Giovanny contacted Obren’s people, Adriana made an understanding of his situation and knew that the other party’s name was Alani, a quiet man with a cold nature.
“Knowingly.”
He said with an expressionless face.
Adriana: “…”
Really … is very high and cold.
Standing beside the man, Adriana looked to Peter again, “Please get out.”
She had a lot to say to Obren’s people, and it was inappropriate for Peter to be here all the time.
Peter was a little puzzled, perhaps not expecting Adriana to drive him away.
Locking eyes with her for a moment, he jawed slightly, got up and walked out.
As he closed the door, he looked at Adriana with a deep look in his eyes.
Click-
The door to the room closed and silence fell inside.
“I am curious to know, The Alston family powerful and noble family, with great strength, since they asked you Obren to do the job, the reward given must be very generous, why did not you agree?”
It was clear that it was none of her business, but Adriana just really wanted to know.
Alani a pair of blue pupils, three-dimensional deep features, a well-groomed oily yellow hair, very white skin, very handsome, very svelte.
“You’re Peter’s former … baby mama?”
Alani asked as she moved to turn sideways to her.
“Yes.”
“Heh. I heard that he is the bad man, and you are the heir of THE Soto family, even without strong background connections, you are a money earner. How could you like such a bad man?”