My Wife Is A Masquerade Master

Chapter 87

At this moment. Neville’s phone kept ringing in the car.

Madison drove the car far away and threw the phone out of the window.

At this moment, the weather forecast came from the radio. It was said that there would be a huge rainstorn at around 9 p.m.

tonight.

There was a bright smile blooming on Madison’s face. It seemed that even G o d did not like this b a s t a r d.

She vaguely recalled the scene of Neville bringing her to celebrate Aidan’s birthday a year ago.

On the halfway, Neville received a call from Alison and chased her out of the car.

Although they were not on the highway at that time, it was still a remote suburb. There were almost no cars passing by. Coupled with the blizzard, she was shivering from the cold.

To reach the banquet as soon as possible, she gritted her teeth and walked for hours.

It was already noon when she arrived at the Preston’s old residence. Her coat was wet, and her lips were purple from the cold. She was like a drenched rat as she appeared in front of the Preston family in a pathetic state like a refugee.

Neville was already sitting beside Aidan. The woman who accompanied him to celebrate his grandfather’s birthday was Alison.

She had become the joke of the family, and Regina and Daisy were still laughing at her for making a fool of herself.

Now, she wanted to give Neville a taste of being abandoned halfway.

After taking a shower, Madison splashed perfume in her room.

In the past, when she was in the Preston family, she was always the last to sleep. Sometimes, when Regina was playing the cards, she had to wait for her mother-in-law. She could only sleep very late. However, she had to wake up early the next day to prepare breakfast for the family while Regina could sleep until late in the morning.

As time passed, her biological clock became chaotic and she developed insomnia.

Now that she had left the Preston family, she had to adjust her life rhythm.

Bernard found Neville, he was running on the highway in

coldness emanating from Neville. Even his hands were trembling when taking the tissues.

clenched his fists and slammed them

shattered instantly, and blood seeped out from the back of

“Madison, so good!”

dare to ask further. However, he kept exclaiming in his

the only one who dared to put the Deathbringer in such a down-and-out

Chapter 87

her. She did not expect the design draft she sent to him to pass in one go. Moreover, he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. He did not send her a message for a week. She did not even see him when she came to the Fliwip to discuss the

draft, he

Miss Guzman’s design style very much. I look

she was about to turn around and leave, Ryan suddenly stopped her. “Miss Guzman, Neville

for a moment before saying calmly, “I suggest that Mr. Blanton ask Miss Conner. After

Ryan just smiled.

that Miss Guzman has let go of

useless

need the culprit to pity

instantly smelled the scent of gossip. “Madison

Neville hung up directly.

That’s funny. Neville, who had always been invulnerable, had suffered a

into the corridor of the parking lot when she sensed

but the

as the person was about to approach

it’s the person taking your

his fingers, and more masked men immediately appeared in

depends on whether you have the

mercy. Her fists were

not win in terms of strength. She could only rely

enlightened by some experts. They knew her weakness and

taken out her left kidney. Until now, there was still a long scar on her left abdomen. Every time it was