The dance floor is filled with men and women dancing recklessly to the powerful music, releasing the stress of the day in the ecstasy.
Walking inside along the dim corridor, after a few corners, a quiet private room looks out of place in the noisy environment,.
“Two hundred thousand dollars, I only asked you to kidnap her, not kill her, isn’t that enough?” Marisa Darcyshook her glass, her tone rather unpleasant.
The man across the table raised his glass in a toast and said with a smile, “It doesn’t matter if it’s a human life, but we have to consider her status, right?
“Heh, a regular prisoner, but also have the time to be afraid?”
Marisa Darcysnickered, tilted her head and drank her wine, raising her eyebrows at him: “Tell me, how much do you want to add?”
The man’s eyes narrowed, revealing an obscene light, suddenly stood up and sat next to Marisa Miller: “Talking about money hurts feelings, Ms. Miller and I don’t need that.”
Said, the big palm has been over Marisa Darcyshoulders: “You say so, right?”
Marisa Darcyis full of disgust to push people away, but who knows the body weak, actually fall backward softly.
Seeing this, the man no longer need to cover up, fist-pumping towards her, the mouth also excitedly muttered to themselves: “They say Ms. Miller is a cheap beauty, today it is finally my turn to taste, hahahahaha…”
“Son of a bitch, you… you drugged in the wine?!”
The curses are gradually floating, Marisa Darcyknew she could not escape a disaster, if there was a knife in hand, she must have no hesitation to pierce every part of the man’s body, will tear him apart!
She was closing her eyes in desperation when she suddenly heard the door being kicked open and stared at the man on top of her and saw him being grabbed by the neck and thrown into the corner.
And then, the soft body was lifted up and leaned into a broad chest, the smell was familiar, so she slept at ease.
When she woke up in the bedroom bed, she looked around and saw the figure from her dream.
After a brief moment of happiness, Marisa Darcyimmediately sat up, and the sound startled Paul Johnson, who was sleeping on the couch, who lifted his eyes and spoke in a slightly lowered tone: “Where are you going again?”
“Revenge!”
She did not know when, in front of Paul Johnson, Marisa Darcywould no longer hide her emotions and thoughts, not to please, completely unconscious change.
“You want to stop me?” Marisa Darcyglared angrily.
Paul Johnson seemed to sigh, “Settle down, I’ll handle it for you.”
“Mr. Johnson…”
Whenever the most desperate times, he always arrives in time. Such a man, even if you don’t love him, you will still move for him.
Marisa Darcycalled him softly, raised her hand around his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him involuntarily.
The warm, soft touch, tried once, Paul Johnson misses it almost every day.
He didn’t care about Marisa Miller’s past, much less the useless reputation, but having just finished with Devin and turning around to kiss him, even if it was a woman he liked, he couldn’t accept it.
He pushed her away stiffly, and finally left without words.
The man’s back faded away, and finally disappeared completely, as if the door not only cut off the line of sight, but also separated him from her in two worlds.
—
Alex Brown had been out of the country for several days, and although the news was tightly sealed, the leader had not been seen for a long time, and there was still some speculation within the company.
To calm the Brown Group staff, the Wright Group reached out and offered to cooperate.
On that day, Joe Wright went to a meeting with Brown Group and coincidentally met another partner of Brown Group, Charles Taylor.
In the meeting room, the partners were talking enthusiastically. Noticing Charles Taylor’s unfriendly gaze, Joe Wright shook hands with him as if he was a stranger after being introduced to him, and did not make any eye contact with him for the rest of the day.
Eva Taylor is in tears all day long, the original thin body is getting thinner and thinner, Charles Taylor is very distressed. He thought Joe Wright would be concerned, or at least apologize, but he acted as if nothing had happened!
Charles Taylor was so upset that he pulled Joe Wright into the stairwell after the meeting.
“Are you still a man?”
Faced with the sudden questioning, Joe Wright was confused: “Where does that come from?”
“Playing dumb?” Charles Taylor snorted, “Okay, I’ll make it clear. Who are you to break up with Eva? Do you know how upset she is?
“Wait…”
Joe Wright didn’t keep up with Charles Taylor’s train of thought and raised his hand to stop him from continuing.
Wasn’t he the one who ran to the Wright Family to break off the engagement and tell him to stay away from Eva Taylor from now on, and now he’s not allowed to break up?
Joe Wright was speechless to the extreme, but did not bother to argue with him: “I just accepted your warning, that just now, you have no position to say to me.”
Charles Taylor gave a cold snort, intentionally sarcastic: “It’s true that you’re the same person, and that’s just the right word for you and Emma Rosy. I have nothing to do with the fact that you two have no regard for propriety, but Emma Rosy has hurt Eva, and I can see that clearly!”
“Shut up!” Joe Wright snapped, “Emma had nothing to do with it, I hurt your sister, don’t involve anyone else!”
He was so in love with Emma Rosy that he wouldn’t let her suffer even a little bit.
“Nothing? I think you’ve been so enthralled by Emma Rosy that you can’t tell right or wrong. That kind of woman…”
“Mr. Taylor.”
Joe Wright forced down his anger and stared at him coldly: “I feel sorry for Eva , because you are her brother, so I am tolerant enough, but please do not bully people too much. I know Emma better than you do, so if you have time to stir up trouble, why don’t you go back and take care of Eva?”
The words fell, not giving Charles Taylor the opportunity to continue provoking, Joe Wright opened the door and left in stride.
Charles Taylor stood in the shadows, still upset about his sister, but not angry at Joe Wright’s attitude, but vaguely felt that Joe Wright did not seem as hateful as he thought.
The Miller Family home.
The weather is getting cooler, and Marisa Miller, wrapped in a thick cashmere shawl, sits by the pool and stares.
“Buzz…”
The doorbell of the courtyard door was rung. It was supposed to be the maid’s job, but she ghostly walked over to it, and just as she got closer, she saw Paul Johnson standing outside with his face covered in blood.
In a flash, her heart thumped and she rushed to gluttonize Paul Johnson into the bedroom.