Seize His Little Wife

She should have thought of that, what with not wanting Ann to become like her, what with being afraid that she would influence Ann, it was simply an excuse.

It must have been that Christine Camp woman who told Baird Lane to kick her out of the cottage.

How could he not listen to Christine Camp when he is so attached to her.

Christine White was half-listening but probably guessed what was going on by the look on Molly Bort’s face.

Baird Lane is actually going to kick Molly Bort out of the cottage.

Then Molly Bort thinks she made Baird Lane do it.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

That’s amazing news.

Curbing the urge to laugh internally, Christine White spread her hands, “Ms. Bort, you really misunderstood me, I said no such thing to Baird. ”

“You didn’t? You didn’t how did you end up here now, you just said you came over to see Baird when in fact you came over to see where you thought you lived, right?” Molly Bort sneered.

Christine White rolled her eyes.

This woman is really good at brainstorming.

But it was fun, so she’d pay for this woman to play.

“Ms. Gates, you are wrong to say so, I came here, I really just came to see Baird, I didn’t think of living here, and I am a person who always has a high vision, even if I snatch Baird from you in the future, I won’t live here, because this is the place that you have lived in, and I dislike it.” Christine White covered her lips and sneered.

Molly Bort’s body shook like a sieve with anger, “Since you don’t like it, get lost.”

“Why should I roll?” Christine White not only sat firmly, but crossed her legs, “I told you, I came to see Baird, and Baird didn’t even let me go, so what are you?”

“I am the mistress of this place!” Molly Bort pointed to the ground.

Christine White bristled in disbelief, “Mistress? Didn’t you just say that Baird asked you to move out, so you’re not the hostess here from now on ah, besides, you Mrs. Lane’s position, I don’t know how long you can sit there.”

“What do you mean?” Molly Bort’s eyes widened desperately.

“Meaning, I’m afraid it won’t be long before Baird divorces you.” Christine White said lightly.

Molly Bort’s pupils constricted, “No way!”

She did know that Baird Lane would have had thoughts of divorcing her when he found out then what she had done.

But definitely not this fast.

“What makes you say that?” Molly Bort plucked at Christine White, those eyes standing up like vipers.

Christine White stared at her without fear, “On what grounds? Ms. Bort is only dragging Baird’s feet, cheating on her taxes, do you know how much damage you’ve done to the reputation of The Lane Family, The Lane Family Group? As long as you are around Baird, Baird will never be able to get rid of the stain of clumsiness.”

“So all this this was your guess.” Molly Bort sighed in relief.

She thought Baird Lane was really thinking of divorcing her now.

Turns out it was just this woman’s speculation.

“It’s speculation, but I’m going to make it happen, Miss Gates do you believe me?” Christine White moved closer to Molly Bort and smiled a morose smile.

Molly Bort was stunned, then her face paled.

Yeah, this woman was able to talk Baird into kicking her out, so how could she not get Baird to divorce her.

“You’re so mean!” Molly Bort pointed at Christine White’s nose, “You think because Baird is a little special to you, you’re the person Baird cares about most in his heart? I’m telling you, you’re just a stand-in too.”

“A double?” Christine White pursed her lips.

Molly Bort sneered conspiratorially, “Nice one, double, so don’t think too highly of yourself, you’re only …”

“Enough!” Aunt Lucy’s stern voice came suddenly, interrupting her.

Molly Bort whipped her head around and gave Aunt Lucy a death glare.

Aunt Lucy came over with the coffee and after placing it in front of Christine White’s heel, she thrust her back and glared back at Molly Bort, “What the hell were you doing just now, Miss Camp is Mister’s guest, who told you to talk to Miss Camp with that kind of attitude? And don’t forget what Mister said last night, since you’re up now, you’re leaving the villa.”

“You’re kicking me out?” Molly Bort shouted shrilly.

Aunt Lucy looked at her coldly, “It’s not that I’m kicking you out, it’s what mister said, it’s not suitable for you to stay here anymore, you staying here will only bring trouble to the villa and a bad influence to Ann, so be sensible and leave by yourself.”

“I’m not leaving!” Molly Bort facepalmed.

Aunt Lucy turned toward the stairs after a mocking laugh.

“What are you doing, old woman?” Molly Bort yelled.

Aunt Lucy ignored her and continued toward the stairs.

Molly Bort realizes what’s going on and chases after Aunt Lucy, trying to pull Aunt Lucy down from the stairs.

Christine White sensed it and grabbed Molly Bort’s arm.

Just as hard as Molly Bort had first grabbed her, hard enough to return the red mark on her arm.

“Ms. Bort, it looks like Aunt Lucy is up there packing your bags.” Christine White gloated.

What she’s talking about is what Molly Bort is just beginning to realize.

Molly Bort shook her arm twice, hard, trying to jerk it back.

But Christine White exerted so much force that she couldn’t shake it off, and was in a hurry, “Bitch, get off me!”

She had to go and stop the old woman.

“I’m sorry, I’m not letting go, so just stay here.” Christine White said with a leathery smile.

“Toki, Yao!” Molly Bort gritted her teeth and squeezed out these two subs, her eyes were crimson, bloodshot, and filled with murderous intent, “You purposely stopped me?”

“So what if it is?” Christine White smiles.

Molly Bort’s chest rose and fell violently for a few moments before she lunged at her like a madwoman, “I’ll kill you, go to hell!”

This woman, not only wants to take her position as Mrs. Lane, but also opposes her at every turn and has a face just like Christine White’s.

Since it’s the same as Christine White, it’s better to just have them all killed by her.

Christine White had long anticipated that Molly Bort might doggedly jump over the wall, and now that she saw her pouncing over with murderous intent, she was not the least bit surprised, but instead remained calmly seated and unmoving.

She waited until Molly Bort’s hand was close to her neck before she finally reacted by lifting her crossed leg and kicking it up, just above Molly Bort’s stomach.

Molly Bort flew off on the spot and crashed into the coffee table, knocking it over.

Molly Bort collapsed to the ground with a scream, her body curled up like a shrimp, covering her stomach and flopping around, her mouth wailing.

Christine White looked at the painfully cramped Molly Bort and snorted disdainfully as she slowly stood up, “I’m sorry Ms. Bort, I didn’t want to kick you with so much force, but there’s no way around it, who made you want me dead, and I’m not one to take a loss, so I’ll just have to oblige you to be in pain for a while. ”

Having said that, she stood in front of Molly Bort and lowered her head slightly, looking down with admiration at the wretched Molly Bort.

She just said the pain on a while, this a while, not just a short while of work, but two or three hours, she just that kick, but with all her strength kick, but mention is still the most vulnerable part of the stomach.

Now that she saw Molly Bort in such pain, she felt that Bess Camp had been right to send her to Tae Kwon Do in the first place.

Molly Bort is dying of pain at this moment, feeling her stomach burning and pumping, her eyes are almost open from the pain, and now when she hears Christine White’s words, she is even more furious and almost spits out blood.

“Oops, what happened?” At that moment, Aunt Lucy came down the stairs with a suitcase, and confusion was written all over her face when she saw the overturned coffee table, and a pained Molly Bort beside it.