Trisha Sylvie pressed, and Ethan Wharton didn't hide it. 'Mafia forces related to Lin's group.' Trisha Sylvie let go of her hand and said in a cold voice, 'Ethan Wharton, I'm warning you, if you are incapable of dealing with that little mess around you, stay away from Queenie, or I'll kill you.' TrisSylvie strode away, and no one knew what she had done. Elvis Sterling restrained his anger and indicated indifferently, 'Queenie's family is coming soon. Please leave first.' 'I should apologize to Queenie's family.' Ethan Wharton felt that he should have an explanation, whether to Kristen Oliver or her family. 'You don't have this qualification.' The gentle man is also aggressive at the moment, and Elvis Sterling makes an invitation gesture. 'Please leave and stop bothering Queenie.' Disturbed? Was he troubled? Anna Garcia, remembering Kristen Oliver's identity, also stood up and advised, 'Mr. Wharton, you'd better leave first. I'll tell you when Sister Kristen Healey
Anna Garcia wiped her tears and started gossiping again. 'Sister Kristen Healey, you don't know. Great things have happened in the past two days. Xenos Winter was sniped at the gate of TNK Group, and was shot in both shoulders. Now she is also in icu. However, this news has been suppressed, which is terrible. What is wrong with this world? ' Kristen Oliver didn't speak, just looked at Trisha Sylvie, who was sleeping on the sofa, and smiled tacitly. It seems that what happened to me has something to do with Xenos Winter. When Patrick Cotton walked into the villa, he only saw the punched sandbags, Ethan Wharton sitting in decadence, and Xenos Wood beside him who bandaged his wounds. 'You this is why? Although the hospital has been blocked now, my sister-in-law is indeed out of danger, and she can be transferred to the general ward in two days. ' Xenos Wood closed the medicine cabinet and shook his head helplessly: 'Even if you tortured yourself to death, things have already h
'I didn't expect Kristen Healey's elder sister's grandfather to be so kind, and there are still legends of his old man's house online.' Anna Garcia sighed with emotion, and Trisha Sylvie next to her shook her head and hissed, 'It's really young. Don't look at grandpa's kindness, it's powerful. At the beginning, Queenie didn't slow down in order to enter the entertainment circle. If the old man didn't feel bad for her, Queenie couldn't enter the entertainment circle even if she had superhuman powers. ' 'I see.' Anna Garcia was filled with emotion. I didn't expect Kristen Healey's elder sister to enter the entertainment circle to be so difficult. Is this the trouble of the rich? There will still be some distress. After walking for nearly half an hour to visit the manor, Anna Garcia is not distressed at all. There are 18 bedrooms, a gym with three floors, a swimming pool, a golf hall, a basketball hall, a private cinema and a series of recreational facilities. The most extra
The life of the rich is so drunk that Anna Garcia gets carried away. I just rode all morning, had a luxurious lunch at noon, had a beauty SPA, had a good sleep, and enjoyed the golf course taught by Mr. Old Oliver himself. Golf course. Trisha Sylvie is drinking hot tea, watching an old man and a young man having fun, shaking her head and spitting at Kristen Oliver beside her. 'This has been studied for half a month, and you haven't learned yet? Isn't that a hole-in-one with a few strokes? ' Kristen Oliver hissed, 'Do you think like you, you can learn everything in less than a day? I can't compare with you. ' Trisha Sylvie is used to looking lazy. When she met naked, she learned everything faster than herself. The teacher often praises her for her intelligence. When she was a child, all her subjects were top-notch, and advanced placement was the norm. But Trisha Sylvie can't be judged by ordinary people's eyes. For a genius who graduated from a famous university at the a
'It's over so soon? It's boring. ' Trisha Sylvie rubbed her wrist and stepped away. Several people wanted to chase, but the mKristen Oliver put his chest around and asked with a smile, 'How about the latest Huameng series?' Anna Garcia chuckled, and Hua Meng's smallest bag costs a million dollars. Men didn't expect the three of them to have such a big appetite, and they looked ugly. 'This is Wang Shao, and Wang Shaojia, a famous brand shop in Tornzia, accounts for half of it. Don't be too unappreciative, or you won't get anything.' 'What nonsense with them, Wang Shaoyou taste when so unique? This kind of stuff can even be swallowed? It's just three hicks. Who knows how to get in, and they're not afraid of catching any dirty diseases. ' Anna Garcia stood up and said angrily, 'Miss, how do you speak?' 'Yo, you still nasty? Still poor? ' Another man came up, patted the previous man and laughed, 'Wang Shao, have you hit a wall?' Looking at Anna Garcia, Trisha Sylvie loo
'I'm sorry, you have to settle your account before you can leave. Just now, with the smashed things, it's one million in total. Cash or credit card?' Now that Mr. Oliver's people have been offended, it's hard for them to explain themselves if they don't bleed out. Out of the door, Anna Garcia patted her chest in fear. 'That was close. I was scared to death just now. I thought we really had to pay.' Trisha Sylvie laughed: 'This bar belongs to Queenie's family. Even if Queenie pays, it's the wool that comes out of the sheep.' Anna Garcia died on the spot, and the black bar that she vomited for so long was owned by Kristen Healey's sister? God, this is embarrassing. Trisha Sylvie took her by the shoulder and smiled, 'Anna, you're so clever. All my tunes are low.' Anna Garcia smiled. I added water when they weren't looking. 'Witty enough, let's continue next time.' 'Ah? Come on, don't. ' 'Coward.' Kristen Oliver didn't care. When he picked up the car, he suddenly saw
'Patrick Cotton is here?' Kristen Oliver also has a look of hell. How could Patrick Cotton come here? Trisha Sylvie peeked downstairs through the curtains and waved to Kristen Oliver. Kristen Oliver walked over, and it didn't matter. Sure enough, he saw Patrick Cotton in a suit. 'Why is he here?' Kristen Oliver is thoughtful and can't help laughing at Trisha Sylvie's furtive look. 'What are you afraid of him for?' When Trisha Sylvie heard this, the little waist pole suddenly stood up. Joke, I'm afraid of him? How is that possible? Kristen Oliver chuckled and didn't expose her. In the study, Jorden Oliver looked at Patrick Cotton in front of him and asked politely, 'I wonder what Mr. Cotton came to the door for this time?' Patrick Cotton smiled and cut to the chase: 'I heard that Oliver Group is buying the shares of Lin Group. I came by today to ask Oliver Group if it plans to resell the shares of Lin Group?' Jorden Oliver had guessed his purpose, but he refused
Aldrich Oliver turned his back and made a face, and several people laughed. The first family went to visit Mr. Old Oliver's good friend, a Chinese painting expert. The two old people were chatting, and several young players were standing beside them. Before leaving, one person got a red envelope. Then he went to the mayor's house. After all, he was the mayor of Tornzia, and his influence was naturally unusual. Mr. Old Oliver, however, did not go for the mayor, but was close friends with the mayor's father. Stop the car, the mayor has been waiting in front of the door. 'Xu Lao, my dad has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in.' Chinese-style courtyard, as soon as you enter, is a stone screen painted with elegant bamboo. Rao screen through the corridor to the living room, the mayor respectfully, just like a junior attitude. 'Brother Xu, we are just waiting for you.' The mayor's father went out to meet him, followed by several elders in Chinese tunic s