Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 50 No Mercy

After thinking of this, Anaya became worried. She quickly changed into a set of dark clothes, put on a mask, and went out to take a taxi straight to the place.

Orlando came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and what he couldn’t forget was Viola’s

dance,

He was a little upset. If he had known that he would be the one tired in the end, he wouldn’t have helped Viola.

Orlando lay on the bed. Viola’s face still appeared whether he opened or closed his eyes, especially Viola’s starry eyes, which were clear and stubborn. One couldn’t forget the pair of eyes with just a glance.

And the eyes also seemed familiar to Orlando.

Orlando seemed to have thought of something. After a moment of hesitation, he called Viola.

There were some things that he wanted to ask clearly.

No one answered his first call.

As for the second call, it directly prompted that the number wasn’t available.

The missed two calls made Orlando think that Viola didn’t like him.

Orlando was inexplicably irritated. He casually threw his cell phone aside and fell asleep.

Anaya took a taxi to the abandoned house in the suburbs.

Nancy was waiting for her at the door.

When Anaya approached and saw the injuries on Nancy’s face and body, she was shocked.

“What happened to you? How did you get injured like this?”

Nancy lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes. “On the way here, the woman fought desperately. In the end, there was a small car accident. I failed to control the dosage, she…”

“I’ll go in and take a look.”

“Does Ms. Falcon know that you came here alone tonight?” Nancy stopped her.

Anaya was instantly agitated. She was extremely unhappy.

Usually, Rebecca relied on her status to pretend to be superior to Anaya. Finally, Rebecca went to Salt Lake City. But the people who worked for Rebecca didn’t want to listen to Anaya.

Anaya and Rebecca were only in a cooperative relationship rather than a relationship between a superior and a subordinate. Why did Anaya have to report everything to Rebecca?

The more Anaya thought about it, the angrier she became. She glared at Nancy fiercely. “You are the person she brought here to handle matters. She is not in Washington. You only need to follow my orders. Understand?”

lowered her head

your mission has been completed, get

“Yes.”

responded, she still stood

and it was impossible to see what expression Nancy had on her face that

so she was extremely

and handed it to Anaya with both hands. “This is her mobile

it.” Anaya arrogantly

turned on Viola’s cell phone and looked at the number

from.

her eyes instantly turned red with

showed numbers without a note, she knew

wondered why Orlando took the initiative to

time, she was the one who took the initiative to find Orlando, Orlando had never valued

Anaya wondered the reason.

Orlando was going to marry. And she thought that Viola was a mistress who was involved in their

thought about it, the angrier she became. And

raised Viola’s cell phone and was

hand suddenly

flashed through

phone and sent a message to Orlando’s

of this, she threw the cell phone to the ground. As if she was still angry, she mercilessly stomped on it a few more times with her high heels

again. Tonight, she wanted this slut

this, Anaya reached out and pushed open the door of the hut,

couldn’t help but curse Nancy. And she thought Nancy should leave a

suspiciously took two steps inside. The thick smell

was too dark

about to go out to

suddenly slammed

realizing that something was wrong, Anaya followed the sound and ran to the door. And she slammed the door hard. “Who is it? Who is

was silent

was so quiet that one

took two deep breaths and tried her best to calm herself down. Then, she turned around and tentatively asked, “Viola? Viola,

matter how she shouted, the only response to

realized that she might be the only one in the hut. And

Was Viola playing tricks?

Rebecca. How

and Viola had joined

“Impossible… This is impossible…”

her head with her

trembling

fear the boundless darkness brought made her