Chapter 116 Your Good Luck Has Run Out

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Twelve luxury RVs brazenly bearing the Bailey family's logo were parked downstairs of the apartment building.

The Gold Button Uniform Bodyguards were lined on either side...

Under the drizzling rain, the open canopy of umbrellas turned heads.

One half of Wayne Bailey's shoulder was damp from the rain, but Anna Jadwin in his arms remained perfectly dry.

Along the way, Sanna was bombarding their phone with calls. She had to explain in every possible way that the marriage was contractual.

Once inside the vehicle, Wayne Bailey, whose face was tightened with anger, mocked her with a cold laugh before snatching her phone. "Ms. Jadwin, how about a quick test to see if our contractual marriage also includes intimacy, and procreation services.

Anna Jadwin's face flushed red, "You ruffian!" she snapped.

"In bed?"

The BOSS grips her jaw, cornering her with a passionate kiss.

"Hmm...uh... Let go..."