Chapter99

Natasha’s pov

I got up and walked to the door.

Winson followed.

"Winson, what else do you want to do?

Don't follow me! "

Winson worried: "Natasha, Jack just..."

I interrupted him, "This is my business. You don't have to follow me."

I finished and strode out of the door.

I came to the door. Today, Jack not only didn't ride a motorcycle, but also took his two small attendants, Jill and Tom.

I walked up to Jack and said coldly, "What's the matter?

Who are you going to give me? "

He shook his hand at Jill.

Jill immediately went to the side of the car, opened the trunk, pulled Edmond out of it and threw him on the ground.

Edmond's mouth was also blocked. Although he could not speak, he gave a dull hum.

Soon, he rolled, turned and looked at me, his eyes full of distress.

I looked at Jack, and there was some doubt in my voice, "What are you doing?"

Jack bent over and smiled, "What do you think?"

"Did he... gamble again?"

Jack picked his eyebrows and said, "Smart."