She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 175: Life Is Too Dangerous!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The man in the black hoodie was in charge of carrying out the Smiths’ shady dealings. He led a small team that consisted of a few people.

The Smiths provided for him while he took care of things for them at critical moments.

His name was Quentin Smith, and he was a member of the Smith family.

He had never failed in any of the various tasks that he had undertaken so far and was basically very reliable.

Although Ian’s request was a simple one, Joel had always regarded him as someone who was even more important than his father. Thus, he had tasked Quentin with the mission despite it being just a simple one.

He’d originally thought that it would be done in just a few hours, but unexpectedly, a whole day had already passed, yet he hadn’t received any news yet. Suspecting that Quentin had forgotten to inform him after he completed the task, he specially summoned him back to ask him about it.

Quentin’s head was lowered, and his entire face was buried in darkness. His voice was low as he replied, “Sorry, I haven’t gotten it yet.”

Joel was a little surprised.

He didn’t quite understand. There were many ways to retrieve a person’s DNA sample.

For example, there might be saliva on the target’s cutlery during meals, or they could also catch the target off-guard and pluck a few strands of hair from her head. If all else failed, they could also retrieve some skin tissue…

Quentin was a ruthless man. Surely his heart didn’t soften just because his target was a beauty, right?

Joel frowned. He was about to ask when Quentin scratched his head. He looked a little pained as he said, “I have never seen a woman who’s such a shut-in like her.”

Quentin looked at Joel. He sounded aggrieved as he said, “I’ve been watching her for a day and a night. During this time, she ate a meal and slept for 24 hours! She always washes the dishes immediately after she eats. I can hardly even find her fingerprints in the Andersons’, let alone retrieve her DNA sample!”

An indignant Quentin went on. “Her water glass is placed right on her bedside table, right? Surely there will be saliva on it, right? But no, there isn’t! She cleans the glass even if she only takes a single sip. Is she really a woman?”

It was only when Quentin looked up that Joel finally noticed the dark circles under his eyes. He obviously hadn’t slept a wink for 24 hours, but in spite of that, he said exceptionally energetically, “Don’t worry, I will continue to watch her even if I don’t eat or drink. I don’t believe she can coop herself up at home for a whole month.”

“… Did you sneak into the Andersons’?” asked Joel.

I did.”

“Did they

done secretly. He didn’t want to make

in that, at least. My footsteps are light, and I bring my equipment wherever I go.

turned and started to walk out of

are you

my daughter

—

At the Andersons’.

bedroom leisurely. When she was exiting

she had attached to the door

sensed

walk around the entire house, but she didn’t find anything missing in the house. The only things that had been touched were her glass of water and the

Tsk.

What a disgusting thief!

head. At the same time, she also became wary. It seemed that her mother was

staying so low-profile, yet people were setting their sights on her. Life was simply too

and turned to ashes, would she be free

abandoned the thought. Then, she led Pete out of

home, you actually took the initiative to take us to school! And

New York University School of Medicine for a preoperative medical consultation later, so I need

Tanya, “…”

her lips spasmed and she held Pete as she cried out, “Look at your Mommy, Cherry! She practically has no self-awareness at all! Even though she

God-mom, why must

Tanya, “???”

she finally realized what Pete meant. After that, she coughed and remarked, “That does seem to

“…”

a silent sigh. He suddenly

appeared on Tanya’s face at the mention of the name. She

couldn’t help but ask, “Can you give them

replied, “Let’s talk

drove to the New York University School of Medicine. The child’s brain operation was a classic case of conditions like his, so a lot of people had come to attend the meeting, including all the teachers and directors