She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Tempe City Airport.

Hellen and the Thompsons said goodbye to each other.

Mr. Thompson glared at her. “Hmm, you left us here after taking me back to China?”

Hellen smiled. “The project in the Weststadt District is taken charge by both the Jovano Group and the Grant Group. You might follow Hans. He has arranged things well for you and he has a villa that is very suitable for Mrs. Thompson’s recovery.”

When Mrs. Thompson was mentioned, Mr. Thompson stopped talking.

Next to him was Mrs. Thompson. Although she looked haggard, it still can be seen that she was elegant and beautiful when she was young.

She gently held Mr. Thompson’s arm and looked at Hellen with a smile. “Miss Jovano, thank you very much. I kept persuading him to come back before, but he was unwilling and insisted on following me. When you sent the photo of the pavilion, he looked at it every day and didn’t sleep well for several days. I knew that he must be thinking of this pavilion.”

Hellen smiled, and she envied the relationship between Mr. Thompson and Mrs. Thompson.

No matter how much he loved his career, Mr. Thompson still put her in the first place.

The two of them grew up together and got old together.

This was really commendable.

“Mrs. Thompson, have a good rest. I’ll visit you when I get ready at home. Just let me know if you need anything in Tempe City.”

Hellen was already familiar with the Thompsons. After giving them some reminders, she said goodbye to Hans.

Honestly, her feelings were rather complicated.

After all, no one had expected that a trip to Luxembourg would make them close like friends.

“Hans, I’ll leave Mr. Thompson and Mrs. Thompson to you.”

Hans looked at Hellen with a gloomy gaze. “Remember to attend the meeting at the United Department of the West District this weekend.”

Hellen shrugged. “Sure thing.”

Hellen got in the car. Tiffany drove her and returned to the Jovano family.

On the way, Hellen stared at the scenery outside the window. She opened the window, and a breeze blew across her face. She narrowed her eyes contentedly.

“We’ve been in Luxembourg for a week. I thought Tempe City was better. At least I didn’t have to wear so many clothes.”

Tiffany replied while driving, “Miss Jovano you are right.”

Hellen looked in the rear-view mirror and smiled.

In this past week, she and Tiffany had a great time, but she was able to perceive that Tiffany was suppressing her nature.

After all, Tisch, one of the four administrators of the Green Mansion, was famous for her bad temper on the forum!

Hellen curled her lips. When they were back from Luxembourg, the second mission assigned to her should be almost here.

Holding her chin, she quietly took out her phone and logged into the forum. She then entered the group chat and sent a few messages and mentioned Tisch.

Tisch didn’t respond. After all, she was focused on driving.

When the car reached their house, Tiffany got out of the car and watched as Hellen entered.

Normally, Hellen would let her go in together with her to deal with the business or ask her to help her with something. What was going on today?

Tiffany lightly frowned, but she didn’t hesitate. She got into the car and prepared to leave.

Sitting in the car, Tiffany took out her phone to take a look.

There were more than a dozen unread messages in the administrator’s chat group of Green Mansion.

This was rare in the group chat. The moment Tiffany opened the group chat, she was shocked by the messages.

The message was sent by Mud Crab, a divorced middle-aged hacker with a kid.

Tiffany stared at the photos sent by Mud Crab. These photos were all images of a person’s back. Although she couldn’t see them clearly, she was very scared because it was herself!

The contents of the car couldn’t be more obvious.

Tiffany’s mouth twitched. She looked at Hellen’s car, then zoomed in on the photo.

Was it captured by Hellen just now?

Why were these photos sent by Mud Crab?

Tiffany was stunned for a while before a terrifying thought suddenly came into her mind!

She sent a few messages to Mud Crab: [Mud Crab, how did you get these photos?]

[Mud Crab, are you going to kill my target?]

Inside the living room.

Hellen sat on the sofa lazily and typed in the group chat: [Don’t go back, come in and eat.]

Tiffany sent a few exclamation marks and then disappeared.

Three minutes later.

Hellen smiled merrily as she looked at Tiffany who had just rushed in from the main entrance.

Tiffany was no longer as careful as her usual assistant. She stared at Hellen while pointing at her. “You, you, you, you!”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Hellen beamed. “Tiffany, didn’t you want to meet me? Now we finally meet.”

Tiffany touched her chest and her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Mud Crab?!” It took her a few seconds to finish the word.

Hellen nodded and smiled. “Actually, you ought to have noticed when you were at Tempe University. Unfortunately, our Tiffany wasn’t that smart.”

Tiffany gritted her teeth. ” You are Mud Crab. As bad-mouth as Mud Crab. You’ve lied to me for so long, can I beat you up?”

Hellen rubbed her belly, putting on an innocent look. “Please don’t. I’m still pregnant, after all. Do you want to hit a pregnant woman?”

In the Green Mansion’s administrator chat group, Orpheus and Heartless Hooligan jumped in. They did not know what happened to Mud Crab and Tisch.

Heartless Hooligan: [What’s wrong with Mud Crab? What did you do to Tisch’s target?]

Orpheus: [Wasn’t Tisch’s target the Jovano family’s eldest daughter? Mud Crab is also in Tempe City. Did he also take a fancy to the Jovano family’s eldest daughter?]

The group was bustling.

Hellen and Tiffany were staring at each other.

Hellen was speechless. She took Tiffany and sat down. “Enough. Sit down, I’ll tell you.”

The two sat down and talked for a while.

“I couldn’t tell you back then. If you knew too much, it would be dangerous for you. But after we returned from Luxembourg, I think your client will soon let you take the next step. I probably know what he wants to get from me.”

“So, I thought about it on the way back. You can cancel this mission. It’s just $40 million. You can take more small missions that are not dangerous to earn that money.”

Tiffany raised her eyebrows and put her hand on the sofa, “Cancel it?! These people are dealing with you! You want me to withdraw from the mission?”

Although the four administrators of the Green Mansion were administrators, they were actually as close as family and were allies.

To Tisch, dealing with any one of the other three was no different from dealing with herself.