Seize His Little Wife

Christine White stopped chewing and looked at him curiously, curious to know what was going on.

“I see, keep on top of it and try to figure out the reason for his change in attitude towards that woman.” Bess Camp ordered to the other end of the line before hanging up the phone.

“Did something happen to you?” Christine White asked, biting into her chopsticks.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Bess Camp looked at her with complexity and did not speak.

Christine White, rather uncomfortable by her look, twisted around, feeling inexplicably bad inside.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that, you’re not trying to say that the phone call just now, had something to do with me, are you?” Christine White said tentatively.

Bess Camp’s thin lips moved slightly, “Indeed it has something to do with you, didn’t you want to know about President Lane’s situation, so I have been sending people to hover around The Lane Family villa for the past two days just to find out about President Lane’s situation for you, and just now my people came with the news that President Lane has received Molly Bort at the villa, with suitcases, as if he were going to live there.”

“That’s impossible!” Christine White immediately retorted.

She doesn’t believe it’s true.

Yesterday Baird Lane was going to Ives Norton about kidney failure, just for her.

How could you possibly get involved with Molly Bort.

“I knew you wouldn’t believe me.” Bess Camp sighed before tapping twice on her phone and handing it to her eyes, “See for yourself, this just came from my guy.”

Christine White pursed her lips and reached for her cell phone, looking at the screen.

At this moment, her entire body was confused, her heart was cold, and disbelief was written all over her eyes.

Just on the screen of the phone was a photo of Molly Bort wearing a long white duffle coat and pulling a compact suitcase, walking next to Baird Lane in a black tweed coat and smiling extremely brightly.

Because of the angle of the photo, although you can’t see Baird Lane’s full face on it, the corners of his exposed side face are slightly raised, and he’s also smiling, seemingly in a good mood.

This tall and short, black and white, a man and a woman, together with the villa garden and the forest path as the background, make this photo look so beautiful, and these two people on the photo are even more class match to the extreme, amazing!

But Christine White couldn’t marvel; she felt only anger and sting.

She squeezed Bess Camp’s cell phone in a death grip, her hands shaking from the sheer force of it.

Bess Camp saw this and took the phone back from her, “Believe it now?”

Christine White didn’t speak, her white teeth clenched on her lower lip, her eyes red, “How could he do … this?”

Why did they come together?

Bess Camp put her cell phone aside, “My people have gone to find out why they’re like this, should have results soon.”

Christine White couldn’t listen to it, her mind was only filled with images from that photo, the more she recalled the clearer it became, and the clearer it became, the more her mind was messed up, “Obviously they had broken up a long time ago, how could two people who had broken up walk together and talk and laugh, but they were like that, and they even carried suitcases together to the villa, could it be that they had rekindled their old feelings? ”

“Don’t be ridiculous, it shouldn’t be possible.” Bess Camp frowned.

He believes Baird Lane is not that kind of person.

But this photo, and the circumstances in which the two of them were in, does make it very difficult to tell.

“I know it’s impossible.” Christine White’s tears fell indisputably, “But look at them, if they weren’t rekindling an old flame, why would they be walking together in such harmony! No, I have to go back, I have to ask him, ask him if he is rekindling his old love with Molly Bort or not.”

When she finished, she stood up in a panic and left the restaurant.

Worried about her, Bess Camp followed suit as soon as she grabbed her cell phone.

Soon, the two got into the car.

In the car Bess Camp looked at the uneasy looking woman in the passenger seat and spoke softly, “Do you want to think about giving President Lane a call to give President Lane a piece of your mind, after all you’ve been missing for three days and showing up out of the blue will freak him out.”

“No.” Christine White lowered her eyes to hide the tumbling colors in them, and her voice was cool and muted as she returned, “I’ll just go back.”

“Fine.” Seeing her reluctance, Bess Camp stopped persuading her and drove her car quietly.

An hour later, the car drove into the villa area unimpeded, in and then stopped at a public parking space out in the villa area.

Christine White gets out of her car wearing a hood and walks over to Bess Camp.

She was about to ask him if he wanted to go back with her when a figure suddenly approached, “Chief Camp.”

Bess Camp introduces Christine White, “This is who I sent.”

Christine White gave a dawning oh-oh and smiled weakly at the visitor, thanking him for helping her pass on quite a bit of Baird Lane news over the last few days.

“Okay, what brings you over?” After the pleasantries, Bess Camp looked at the visitor.

The visitor scratched his head, “Chief Camp, I meant to say President Lane is out the door.”

“Out the door?” Surprised, Christine White busily asked, “When did you leave?”

“Just left a little while ago, just a few minutes ago, and I was just about to tell you guys about it, and here you are.”

“Really, so who else is in the cottage now, and is Molly Bort there?” Bess Camp asked the others for Christine White.

Hearing the question, Christine White couldn’t be bothered to wonder where Baird Lane had gone, and stared intently at the visitor, waiting for an answer.

The visitor returned, “Molly Bort is in and he’s the only one left, the nanny went to the hospital to take care of Chief Dong.”

“Got it, go ahead and leave.” Bess Camp waved her hand.

The visitor is gone.

Bess Camp looked at Christine White, who was a little emotional around her, “Going back now?”

Christine White nodded heavily, “Yes, I’m going back now, Mr. Toki, you go back too, you have a plane to catch this afternoon.”

Bess Camp answered first, but was still a little uneasy, “Will you be able to go back alone? I’m worried that Molly Bort will make a move on you.”

Christine White’s small face flooded with cold, “Last time it was me who was not on guard, this time in the villa, she should not dare to move me, don’t worry, I will protect myself this time.”

“Okay then, go back, I’ll drop you off here and I’ll leave when you’re inside.” Bess Camp patted the back of her hand, signaling her to go ahead.

Christine White didn’t make any pretense, and after giving him a deep bow, thanking him for his care over the past few days, she turned towards the villa.

She has to find out what’s going on between Baird Lane and Molly Bort… Is it true that Molly Bort has moved in… Is it true that they’ve made up?

She wouldn’t rest until she figured it out!

If it was figured out that they were indeed back together, she would divorce Baird Lane immediately and never tolerate it.

With this thought, Christine White had already stood in front of the villa gate.

She didn’t have a key right now, so she had to ring the bell with her hands, ringing the doorbell very sharply.

“Who is it?” A questioning voice came from the visual next to the doorbell.

Hearing this familiar voice, Christine White’s hatred grew in her heart and her eyes rounded with anger.

Sure enough, it was Molly Bort, and she was actually in the villa!

Christine White’s eyes erupted with fire, and her breathing became so rapid that her stomach ached a little.

She reached out and blocked the visible camera from view, not answering Molly Bort’s question, and continued to ring the doorbell with her other hand.

This was done in case Molly Bort didn’t open the door once she saw it was her in the visual.

In the villa, Molly Bort did turn on the visual to see who was outside.

However, as soon as the visualization was turned on, the screen was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Is it broken?

Without much thought, Molly Bort turned off the visual and headed for the foyer, ready to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, her face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her pupils dilated considerably.

She pointed a shaking finger at the door, her trembling voice filled with fear, “Ghosts … have ghosts …”