Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 311: Chapter 310 "I Think It’s Dirty.

After Daisy Ginger had been missing for a whole half month, Edward Stephens finally dialed that phone number.

"Let’s make a deal."

"..."

"You bring her back to me, and I’ll return to the United States."

The man’s deep chuckle: "What makes you think you have the qualification to bargain with me?"

Edward slowly leaned his back against the sofa, "If you don’t bring her back, do you think you have any way to control me?"

"..."

He began to laugh slowly.

"She’s my weakness now," Edward said softly, "I handed her over to you. If you really want me to listen to you, you wouldn’t let go of this leverage."

Robert Stephens was silent for a while before he said indifferently, "Will you listen in the future?"

"Probably."

"Is this the sincerity with which you are bargaining with me?"

"If I say I will, do you believe me?"

"Edward," Robert seemed to laugh, his tone low, carrying a bit of sly charm, "Have I spoiled you? To make you speak to me in such a manner?"

"You bring her back, I’ll go back to United States with you," Edward repeated, "I don’t have time for arguing with you. By the way, get Charlotte Smith back for me."

"Ha." The man laughed coldly, a trace of amusement, "...So unfeeling? I thought you quite liked her. With Daisy Ginger gone, having her accompany you would be nice. Women of the Smith family are well-known among the noble families."

Edward: "I find it dirty."

He hung up the phone, turned his head, and saw a small silhouette standing at the staircase, not sure for how long.

Seeing him look over, Charlotte Smith said in a low voice: "...Second Young Master, lunch is ready."

Edward said: "You’re leaving for Los Angeles today."

Charlotte lowered her head, softly

obedient, as if she had no temper, anyone could kick her face with

at her, his brows furrowed involuntarily, seeming somewhat disgusted,

*

Ginger intended to

have any

place of mountains and water, the transportation was not developed, with only one bus

she didn’t just leave

real names, even surveillance hadn’t reached here, living off the mountain

Banyan City wouldn’t know

Daisy Ginger knew about it was because Alice had brought her here for

lived for love and art, she loved simply and passionately, when her love wilted, her life

had accepted the fact that she was not worth Alice living on, but she still loved Alice, still hoped she

to be buried

she should

*

surrounding the mountains had

she was little and came here with Alice for sketching, she had the fortune to get on

Alice’s ashes into

saved, put into a glass

the lake, planning

knocked at the door, speaking in a heavy Banyan City accent, "Are you up? I made some noodles, come to my house for

it was her mother’s, using

and women of the town had gone out to work, leaving only the kids, old, sick, and disabled behind. Hardly any young girl would come to rent a house here, Daisy

woken up, disturbed by the noise, walked out feeling a bit

is high, and you’re still sleeping?" Granny Dixon teased,

was still in pajamas, feeling embarrassed being dragged out, she was truly a

brush my teeth first," Daisy pulled her hand

why you’re skinny like my grandson, needing someone to chase you with bowl

Dixon’s grandson was the snot-nosed little kid in the

Daisy felt deeply humiliated!

finally coaxed Granny

enthusiastically waved, "The dumplings aren’t nice if they

leave, Daisy returned to her room and looked at herself in the mirror,

really

in the end,

gaze dimmed, she lowered her head to