Seize His Little Wife

Christine White wrapped her arms around herself, with a smile on her face, but the bottom of her eyes were all cold, “It looks as if you’re feeling very unconvinced by my words, you don’t think I’m aggrieved, do you?”

Cici Jagu opened her mouth, but still did not make a sound, acquiescing.

Christine White slowly put away the smile on her face, also lazy to smile, the whole person became abnormally cold, “Last night you came to me, did I let someone tell you that I don’t see you, let you go, just now you kneeled down, did I help you to let you get up?”

“I …” Cici Jagu’s eyes flashed, unable to retort.

Christine White snorted coldly, “So who are you to say I’m desperate? If I am desperate, if you had a high fever last night and burned alive, or if you were drenched alive outside in the pouring rain, I wouldn’t let anyone take care of you, and if I am desperate, if you kneeled there and knelt through the floor, I wouldn’t even look at you, and that’s what is really desperate, do you understand?”

“Although … Be that as it may, Mrs. Lane you still don’t appreciate it.” Cici Jagu squeezed her palms, still holding on to her philosophy, “If you’re really that nice, you should have seen me yesterday when I said I wanted to see you, and you should have said yes when I got down on my knees and begged you just now.”

This statement again made Christine White gasp with joy.

Not just exasperated, but trippy.

She ruffled her hair and snorted with laughter, “On the extreme, Miss Jagu you are the most extreme one I’ve ever seen, even Molly Bort can’t compare to you, feelings that I don’t want to see you, don’t want to say yes to you, or is it my fault?”

“It was, it’s polite isn’t it?” Cici Jagu said with a clenched fist and a straight face.

Christine White stared at her pale face, and really wanted to slap her across the face to add some color to her face, so that she wouldn’t look so obscure and annoying.

However, in order to avoid that would move the fetus, she still held back, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and coldly opened her mouth, “Politeness? Ms. Jagu , I think the person who really doesn’t know how to be polite is you, right, you look at my husband, and want to take my place, this is your politeness?”

Cici Jagu opened her mouth as if to argue for something.

Christine White didn’t give her a chance and added, “You came to the old mansion three times to disturb us, and that’s your politeness too? You want to see me, I don’t see you, you sit and don’t leave, trying to force me to see you in turn, is that your politeness? You kneeled down to beg me, I didn’t agree, then you threatened me with a kneeling down, is this also politeness?”

A series of several questioning questions made Cici Jagu’s heart tremble and her face burn a little.

She hurriedly lowered her head to cover the embarrassment on her face, not wanting Christine White to see it.

Christine White indeed couldn’t see and didn’t want to see, narrowed her eyes and said, “So Ms. Jagu , you yourself are an impolite person, what qualifications do you have to say that other people are impolite, so Ms. Jagu , before you learn real politeness, it’s better not to appear in front of me, that would make a fool out of yourself, do you understand? ”

After saying that, she was going to leave again.

Cici Jagu once again pulled her back and cried, “I’m sorry Mrs. Lane I was wrong, I apologize for all of this, I hope you don’t take it personally, I really wanted to ask you this time.”

Christine White was getting impatient and vigorously shook off Cici Jagu’s hand, “What the hell do you want? You asked me to plead with Baird for you, what exactly are you begging for please?”

Cici Jagu huffed, “It’s … is back at The Lane Family Group, the chairman told the president to fire me, but I really can’t be fired, I can’t afford to lose this job, I owe you guys so much money, I wouldn’t be able to pay it back if I didn’t have this job.”

Hearing this, Christine White had cold air around her, “So what you’re saying is that you want me to help you get back into The Lane Family Group.”

“… Yes.” Cici Jagu gave her a timid look and whispered back.

Christine White closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and only after a while did she suppress the anger in her heart, “Cici Jagu, you have non-interested in my husband, and you entered The Lane Family Group because you want to go after my husband, I’m sick in the head before I let you go back again, go back to do what? To abduct my husband?”

It’s really funny, this kind of thing, actually came to beg her as the main court.

Is it think she this kind of main palace has no brain, so think she will agree to it?

“I didn’t …” Cici Jagu eyes flashed, hands twisting the corner of the coat to explain, “I don’t dare to think about the chairman of the board of directors again, I go back really just for the work, I can not be an assistant, when a small clerk can also.”

As long as she could go back to The Lane Family Group, she would be sure to see the chairman again.

Christine White laughed coldly, “Being a small clerk? Do you believe that yourself? One second you were saying that you want to pay off your debts, now you are saying that you want to be a clerk, do you know how much the average salary of a clerk in The Lane Family Group is? It’s around five thousand, you’re getting such a small salary, it’s like paying off your debt, you’re afraid you’ll have to pay it off in your next life!”

Cici Jagu looked at her stubbornly, “Mrs. Lane, I admit that a clerk’s salary is a bit less, but …”

“Don’t you but, I won’t help you, even if you really don’t have that kind of thought for my husband, there’s no way I’m going to let you go.” Christine White raised her hand and directly interrupted Cici Jagu, not giving Cici Jagu a chance to speak.

Cici Jagu was very unconvinced in her heart, “Mrs. Lane, are you so intolerant of others?”

Christine White mockingly hooked her lips, “I have no tolerance for others? If I really don’t have it, as early as the moment you first bumped into me and ruined my dress, I let you pay for the damages immediately, instead of waiting until now, waiting until you Xiao Xiao want my husband, I still haven’t done anything yet, but you reminded me of it.”

“What … What?” Cici Jagu giggled inwardly, something ominous.

Christine White smiled grimly at her, “I should have been the one who didn’t have any tolerance for others, you owe us The Lane Family almost ten million dollars, I contacted your parents and asked them to pay for the damages, and by the way, they took you away, in this way, I got the damages, and you were kicked out of the house, so from now on I’m high on the hog, how good is that? ”

Cici Jagu looked at Christine White with the look of a scumbag, as if accusing her of how she could sue.

Christine White didn’t bother to pay attention to her, pointing to the front, “Get lost, I’m leaving first don’t want to see you, if you don’t leave, I’ll really go back to contact your parents, believe me, I have that ability to find out what’s going on in your house.”

Hearing this, Cici Jagu’s pupils shrank, not doubting Christine White’s words at all, and after looking at her with indignation, she turned to leave.

Christine White looked at her figure as she flew away and cut a sigh.

Looks like she’s still afraid of being taken back.

It was also true that after being taken back, she wouldn’t be able to see her beloved man, so why should she go back?NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Thinking of this, Christine White felt a little sour in her heart, skimmed her lips, and drove out the door.

Half an hour later, the Blue Star Cafe arrived.

Christine White walked in and looked around, seemingly looking for something.

Not far from the corner, a thin, waxy, somewhat dead woman saw her, and in her eyes, which had no highlights, there was finally a glimmer of light, and she raised her hand, “Christine, this way!”

Christine White heard Debby York’s voice and whipped her head around to see Debby York, her entire being surprised.

She froze and walked over to Debby York.

Debby York was a little embarrassed by her look, and after a touch of inferiority crossed her eyes, she pulled out the chair for her, “What’s wrong? Don’t you recognize me?”

Christine White didn’t deny it and nodded with a hmm, “Indeed, you’ve changed too much.”

If the face wasn’t the same as she remembered, she really couldn’t believe that the woman in front of her, who looked to be almost fifty years old, was her once best friend.