Seize His Little Wife

Christine White furrowed her pretty brow, “I think I felt someone watching me again.”

“Yes?” Baird Lane pursed his lips.

Once it felt wrong, then twice it certainly wasn’t.

thinking, Baird Lane rang the service bell.

Soon, a waiter came over, “Sir, can I help you?”

Baird Lane pointed down, “Go see if there’s anyone suspicious out there staring this way.”

“Okay.” The waiter nodded and turned to do as he was told.

Christine White drew the curtains on the glass window, blocking out the view from the outside.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t think he’ll find it.” She said.

This he, meaning the waiter.

Baird Lane hadn’t expected anything from the waiter, he’d just asked him to take a look around, maybe catch the peeper, and if he didn’t it was to be expected.

“After the meal is over, I’ll have someone pull the surveillance along the route and we should be able to find the guy.” Baird Lane said.

Christine White smiled, “Then please President Lane, find that person and talk to me, I’ve just come back to my country and I’m being watched, it’s a really bad feeling yet.”

“Miss Camp has enemies abroad?” Baird Lane asked, taking a sip of tea.

Christine White lowered her eyes and said, “There are ah, but they are just small fights, not on the surface of the enemy, my real enemy can be in the country, is not shared the kind of oh.”

“Oh?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

Christine White let out a low chuckle, “Amazing, isn’t it, that I obviously grew up abroad, but have this level of enemies at home.”

“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane nods.

Christine White ruffled her hair and said with empty eyes, “I couldn’t help it, my enemy grew legs and would run, so I had to come after him.”

“So Ms. Camp came to the country to create a subsidiary of The Camp Family just to get revenge?” Baird Lane caught the point.

“Pretty much, after all, my enemy is too powerful, there is no way to take revenge without creating my own power.” Christine White said with emotion, “In fact, even if I created an energy company, I wouldn’t necessarily be able to fight my enemies, but even if that’s the case, I’ll still fight with everything I have to make my enemies pay.”

Baird Lane put down the napkin he was holding, “May I ask who Ms. Camp’s enemy is?”

“Eh?” Christine White was slightly stunned, then snickered, “What’s President Lane so interested in my business?”

Baird Lane looked slightly stiff, then returned to his natural self in the next second, “Ms. Camp doesn’t have to talk if she doesn’t want to.”

Yeah, why should he be so interested in her business!

And when he heard her say spell everything out, he actually felt the urge to pull her in and tell her he could help her!

He’s really crazy!

“Oh, it’s not that I can’t tell you, it’s just that I don’t want to involve President Lane in these things of mine, so I’ll tell you later when I have the chance to tell President Lane, I’m sure President Lane will be very surprised at that time.” Christine White’s eyes flashed with a ghostly light.

Baird Lane heard some hidden meaning in her words.

But what exactly it meant, he couldn’t guess.

“Good, I look forward to it then.” Baird Lane nodded, politely returning the favor.

Christine White smiled at him and didn’t say anything more, picking up the corn chowder in front of her and taking a sip.

After that, Baird Lane took a phone call as if The Lane Family Group had something going on and needed him back.

And she graciously let him go.

After he left, though, she didn’t, continuing to sit in her seat and wait for something.

After waiting about ten minutes or so, a series of heavy footsteps came from far away.

The next moment, the footsteps were gone, and a tall figure appeared opposite Christine White, in front of where Baird Lane had just been.

The visitor gave Christine White a grim look, snapped the bag in his hand onto the table, and pulled out the chair Baird Lane had just sat in and sat down.

“Christine Camp?” said Molly Bort, staring at Christine White and squeezing those two words through her teeth.

Christine White was not at all surprised by her appearance and smiled calmly, “You’re finally here, Mrs. Lane.”

Molly Bort froze, “You know I’m …”

“Is it hard?” Christine White cocked her head, “I’m partners with President Lane, and there are things about him that I certainly need to know.”

It dawned on Molly Bort’s mind that this was the case.

“But you don’t seem at all surprised that I’m here.” Molly Bort gazed skeptically at Christine White.

Christine White’s smile was rich, but the bottom of her eyes were ice cold, “Guessed, but wasn’t sure, so I tried waiting for a while, and I didn’t think I’d really wait for you.”

“You had to have a reason for waiting specifically for me, or how else would you have known I’d come to you.” Molly Bort grimaced.

Christine White looked at her bright red nails, faintly said, “Reason? … From the moment I came out of the company, I felt that someone was staring at me, and that gaze was full of unfriendliness, and I just came from abroad, and I didn’t offend anyone in the country, and the only thing that I offended was Lane Mrs. You, after all, I am so close to President Lane …”

Molly Bort’s face twisted for a split second at the insinuation that she was impolite and narrow-minded, “And on that basis, you guessed it was me?”

Christine White picked up the western dinner knife and played with it, her voice was clear and cold, “Usually the one who will look at a person with this kind of eyes is usually a woman, I was thinking at that time, I came out together with President Lane, why only I felt someone was looking at me, while President Lane didn’t, which means that that person was directed at me, and in association with President Lane, probably knew who the owner of that look was.”

Speaking of which, Christine White stretched her back and then leaned back in her chair, the whole person lazily, showing her womanly charm.

Molly Bort looked at her like this and drifted off for a moment.

Although this woman looked the same face as Christine White, whether it was her voice, the way she spoke, or the aura that flowed out from her body, it was indeed not something that Christine White could possess.

Molly BortChristine White raises her hand with absolutely nothing of this woman’s charm.

Maybe, this woman really isn’t Christine White.

With that thought, the boulder at the bottom of Molly Bort’s blushing heart dropped a little.

“What’s Mrs. Lane thinking about?” Christine White watched Molly Bort’s eyes flicker, and knew she was thinking about something.

Molly Bort snapped back and said coldly, “What’s that got to do with you?”

“I was just trying to be concerned about Mrs. Lane.” Christine White dropped her eyelids in mock resignation.

Molly Bort sneered, “You would be so kind?”

“Of course I will, you see I obviously guessed long ago that the person who followed me all the way and looked at me with unfriendly eyes was you, Mrs. Lane, but didn’t tell President Lane, and also used other topics to divert President Lane’s suspicion, am I not good?” Christine White asked as she spread her hands and smirked.

Looking at her with that smile made Molly Bort feel inexplicably disgusted.

“Then I really thank you!”

“You’re welcome!” Christine White accepted the doxology as a matter of course.

Molly Bort gasped, “You …”

Why is this woman so shameless?

And really took her sarcasm as a thank you.

That cheeky Land degree is indeed not something Christine White can achieve.

“Well well well.” Christine White waved her hand, “What did Mrs. Lane want to see me about?”

She finally asked for business.

Molly Bort’s expression went cold, “What the hell do you want?”

“Hmm?” Christine White blinked in confusion, “What is Mrs. Lane saying, why can’t I understand?”

“I’m asking you, what the hell do you want by showing up at Baird’s side?” Molly Bort asked again as she slammed the table.

Christine White gave a dawning oh, then looked at her with an incomprehensible face, “Mrs. Lane, I am President Lane’s partner, my presence beside him is of course a collaboration between the two companies, what does Mrs. Lane think I want to do?”

Molly Bort’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “You want to be Baird’s girl!”