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My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband] This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity. What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you? "Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy. “Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister. In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty. On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own. Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?

Chocolate Gang · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 149: Add Insult to Injury_3

David didn't pay attention to those two people and coldly said, "Nancy, come here for a moment."

After David spoke, he walked away. The two newcomers didn't know what the boss meant by that sentence, or why he called Nancy over. Hadn't the boss gone online to see what Nancy had done yet?

The two were at a loss, afraid that they had just thought they were doing the right thing, but actually hurt themselves by jumping into the fight. If Nancy really cried in front of the boss, those two would be in trouble.

"Why do you two look so worried? Where's that chivalrous spirit from earlier? Relax, Nancy can't turn things around. Don't you know which side Butterfly is leaning towards? Yet you two are still playing heroes here, it's really funny."

The artist finished speaking and walked away from the two newcomers.

Those who had just been watching went back to their own business.