Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Refusing To Be 310

Chapter 310

Lucas stood beside him, looking at Alexander sweating profusely, with a gloomy look on his face.

Alexander finally fell asleep last night under the influence of sleeping pills. He kept talking all night long.

"Mr. Sterling, did you have a nightmare?"

Alexander had just woken up, and his voice was hoarse, "I have a bad feeling."

"Many things have happened recently...."

Alexander coldly interrupted Lucas's consolation: "Have people check each intersection carefully. I'm afraid Aveline will leave Alberta."

"Leave? But Mr. Blackwood's whereabouts are unknown now. He is the only person Miss Blackwood cares about. Why would she leave at this time?"

"You said there were four groups of people who tried to abduct Anthony that day. Could one of them be her people?"

"I think this is unlikely. Miss Blackwood has had no relatives or friends in the past few years. How could she know the mercenaries? Mr.

Sterling was not there at the time. He didn't see those people killing people without blinking an eye."

Alexander frowned and leaned on the bed with his usual indifferent expression.

"Then how do you explain why Aveline is obviously in Alberta, but we can't find any whereabouts?"

saying that Miss Blackwood

of that

out of bed immediately

Aveline hide? He searched everywhere

mobile payment is so developed, she has no cash on her hand, and no consumption

must have a

Who is the person?

hummed a song and stepped on high heels, which made even Joseph, who exploited her every day, look

while and asked

that a new barbecue restaurant had opened in the business district next door. The menu featured fresh lettuce wrapped in fragrant and tender pork belly, and just thinking about it made

and when she turned the corner, she

meets love around the corner, but unlike her, she meets pervert and cold-hearted men around

silently thought to herself that he can't see her, he

steps, she found

no gentlemanly demeanor at all. A pair of black pupils stared straight into her eyes, and his voice

his hands away and say that she had

did not dare to

used to look like a proud man and

on what

lonely that day, like

a little desolate

two sat facing each

the