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?"

Sterling, are you saying that

that cannot

out of bed immediately and

will Aveline hide? He searched everywhere

that mobile payment is so developed, she has no cash on her hand, and no consumption records can be seen online. How

must have

Who is the person?

high heels, which made even Joseph, who exploited her every day, look more pleasing to the

eaten well in a while and

The menu featured fresh lettuce

and when she turned the corner, she saw Alexander smoking while standing against

her, she meets pervert and cold-hearted

that he can't see her,

a few steps, she found herself still spinning

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

throw his hands away and

not dare to provoke

is that the man used to look like a proud

on what occasion that

lonely that day, like an

a little

the two sat facing each

the