Seize His Little Wife

She wasn’t aware of the grudge hatred between Christine White and Molly Bort, hence the question.

Christine White had no intention of telling her this either, waving her hand and saying in a tone that brooked no argument, “Just do it.”

“Okay.” Lisa heard that Christine White was a bit displeased and didn’t dare to ask any more questions, so she hurriedly answered.

Christine White’s face looked much better, “Also, there’s something else I need you to inquire about.”

“Superintendent please.” Lisa shuffled to look at her.

Christine White seemed to be thinking about something, her eyes were a little complicated, “You send a few people to split into two teams, one team will go to the women’s prison on the north side of the city and inquire about someone named Debby York, find out how she’s been doing for the past six years, pictures would be best, and the other team will go to this place.”

With that, she picked up a pen and wrote an address on a piece of paper before tearing it out and handing it to Lisa, “Go here and check on the couple and see where they are in their lives today.”

Lisa took Christine White’s words down carefully, and although she was curious about who these people were that Christine White had asked her to inquire about, after just now, she didn’t dare to ask any more questions, and only respectfully took the command.

“Got it Superintendent, I’m going to arrange for manpower, and I’ll have the results soon.”

“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded faintly, “Prepare the car once you’ve made arrangements to meet the client.”

“Okay.” Lisa answered again and left.

Christine White busied herself for a few more moments after she left before she stopped what she was doing and got up, putting on her coat and heading out of the office.

By the time I was done meeting clients, it was almost six o’clock.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Christine White dragged her tired body back to the office and charged her dead cell phone.

The screen of her cell phone lit up, and it was only then that she saw an unread message on it from Ives Norton.

Christine White hurriedly clicked the newsletter open, and there was only one sentence on it: Xiaobao has picked up, don’t worry!

Seeing these seven words warmed Christine White’s heart, and the exhaustion on her face was washed away by a heartfelt smile.

She hammered the back of her somewhat aching back and tapped reply, giving Ives Norton a thank you.

Ives Norton probably wasn’t looking at his cell phone at the moment, though, and he hadn’t returned a message after she thanked him for sending it.

Christine White didn’t lose it, turning her cell phone off, pulling out her office chair and sitting down, rubbing her somewhat distended brow and taking a short break.

At that moment, Lisa came in with a cup of coffee, “Superintendent.”

Christine White opened her eyes, “You’re not off duty yet?”

“Ready to get off, saw you hadn’t left yet and made you a cup of coffee.” Lisa placed the coffee in front of her.

“Thanks.” Christine White smiled.

Lisa waved her hand, “You’re welcome Superintendent.”

Christine White held it down and took a sip from her coffee.

Lisa was aware of her preference for plain coffee, so every time she brewed it, she didn’t add any adjuncts either.

The pure coffee was bitter, so bitter that it tingled on her tongue, but Christine White drank sip after sip as if she didn’t feel it, and soon she had drunk most of it.

Lisa’s heart fluttered as she watched her drink such bitter coffee with such gusto.

“By the way Superintendent, what you asked me to inquire about has come to fruition.” Lisa said as she withdrew her gaze from looking at Christine White.

Christine White put down her coffee at that, “Well?”

Lisa held her cell phone out and clicked a few times, “Miss Debby York from the women’s prison has done well during her sentence these past six years, and last year she got a merit and was commuted for a year and a half, here’s her picture.”

With that, she handed over her cell phone.

Christine White picked it up and looked toward the phone.

On the phone was a photo of a woman with extreme hair doing gymnastics in a pale green prison uniform.

This woman, of course, is Debby York.

After six years, it’s Christine White’s first time meeting Debby York, her former best friend, and it feels like a lifetime ago.

Debby York had lost a lot of weight, and it was obvious that she had had a harsh time during her time in prison, and she thought she would have been almost unrecognizable if it weren’t for the fact that her looks hadn’t changed so much.

Sighing, Christine White handed the phone back to Lisa, “What about Debby York’s parents’ side?”

“Their life is very normal, only the man’s legs are paralyzed, can only lie in bed every day waiting for the care of the mistress, the mistress now rely on farming and selling vegetables hygiene, although the days are a little bit harder, but will not starve, it is three years ago the mistress of the rainy day fell down, the waist and back does not seem to be very good.” Lisa returned.

Christine White lowered her eyelids, “Bad back?”

“Yes.”

“So!” Christine White rubbed her temples, “You tell the people inquiring about their situation not to come back yet, and have them put on a show in front of Aunt Meesrter, saying that the hospital has a charity clinic, and that they can give free medical care, and that the hospital side has made a good greeting, so don’t reveal anything.”

“If the Superintendent wanted to help her, why didn’t he just step in and have to take the long way around?” Lisa was puzzled.

Christine White clicked her fingers on the desk, the corner of her mouth contained a bitter smile, “My relationship with the Yu family is complicated, Aunt Meesrter and Uncle Meester have always felt ashamed of me, and if they knew that I was secretly helping them, they wouldn’t accept it.”

“That’s right, okay, I’ll make a note of that.” Lisa nodded.

Christine White nodded gently, “As for the prison side, just have someone send some supplies over there, and again, don’t expose me.”

“Yes!” Lisa answered again.

Christine White waved her hand, “You go out, order it down and get off.”

“Good.” Lisa turned to go out.

Christine White gets up and walks over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, her eyes becoming distant as she looks out at the bustling city.

Debby York did something back then that she still can’t and won’t forgive, so she hasn’t thought about visiting Debby York since she returned home.

But she still remembered in her heart the care that Yu’s father and mother had once given her, so there was only so much she could do for the Yu family.

With that in mind, Christine White exhaled softly and after a moment of cold air, she put on her bag and walked out of the office.

Back at the hotel, it was already dark.

Christine White arrived at the door of her suite with a large bag and was just about to put her things on the floor to open the door when it actually opened by itself.

Ives Norton poked his head out of it and was surprised a handful of times to see her, “It’s really you back!”

“Hmm?” Christine White blinked, not understanding what he meant.

Ives Norton laughs and explains, “Bo just tapped me on the thigh and then pointed in the direction of the door for me to open it, I guessed he was probably trying to tell me that you were back, I came over here with the intention of giving it a try and I didn’t realize that it was really you who were back, it seems that Bo’s sense of hearing is very strong, I didn’t hear anything and he did. ”

“You just realized it now.” Christine White smiled back, “Bao’s sense of hearing is indeed very strong, even if the room has a diaphragm, some subtle movements can’t be hidden from his ears.”

“Really!” Ives Norton exclaimed.

Christine White nodded, “That’s right.”

Ives Norton rubbed his chin, “Guess that’s what everyone says, God closes a door for them and opens one too.”

“Yes, Po’s is autistic, but his is far smarter than the other kids.” Christine White agreed with him on that.

Ives Norton pulled the door fully open, “Well, come on in first.”

“Carry one for me.” Christine White handed over a bag in her hand.

Ives Norton then realized she was carrying several bags in her hands and froze, “What are you …”

“Bought some groceries.” Christine White said.

Ives Norton took the bag, “That doesn’t look like you just bought some groceries, you’re cooking?”

“Right.” Christine White walked into the suite.

Ives Norton closed the door and followed her, “What’s with the sudden desire to cook.”

“Because I wanted to cook a meal to thank you myself.” Christine White smiled back.

Ives Norton was dazzled by her smile, “Thank me?”