Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 391

Hull hung up the phone and bent down, reaching out his hand to Susanna.

Susanna looked at the hand extended toward her, letting out an awkward smile before placing her cold, small hand into his large palm. Hull spread his legs slightly to pull Susanna up.

As she straightened herself, she realized the awful position they were in. She was practically kneeling between his legs!

"Uh, I... I was being chased by some bad guys."

She doubted if the explanation was plausible. Nevertheless, whether Hull believed it or not, it was undeniable truth.

Hull raised an eyebrow. "Again with the bad guys?"

Susanna swallowed unwittingly. With Hull's reminder, she began to worry if the people at Portis City airport were indeed after her.

Given that situation, if they were aiming at her, no place would be safe for her.

Who exactly had her mom crossed? She was the CEO of Night-T Group, and yet her daughter now became a target.

Susanna's lips twitched. "See, I knew you wouldn't believe me, but..."

sentence because those people's voices from outside the

in frustration. "Damn it, those two got

close, she instinctively ducked again, ending up with her head resting awkwardly on Hull's stomach, her arms propping against Hull's thighs. Hull

not get up. "L-Let me

she'd encounter such a thing in an era that

men make a phone call. "Sorry boss, we lost

"What? Surround the airport?"

"Got it!"

in Ferrowland. Her mother sending her to Ferrowland was supposed to be for safety, and now it

for. Sweating buckets, she turned her

up

pressed against him. "Why isn't the

fired

haven't leave the

out of the car,"

she'd be definitely captured. "Aren't you going to help me?" as she spoke, her grip on each side of his clothes deepened; there was no way she

an eyebrow. "My help comes at a

saved me," Susanna shot back, confused. Was he suggesting a

out a low chuckle. "That was as a favor for Mr.

leaning in so close that their breaths mingled