Stay Away My CEO Ex Husband Angel Lost

Chapter 328

Chapter 328 Who the hell is he?

In DC, it was drizzling, and a group of people wearing masks surrounded a stretched luxury car.

The man in the car was around fifty years old, with a beautiful and charming wife around twenty years old in his arms.

Both of them were naked, huddled in the back seat, trembling as they watched a group of people suddenly appear in front of them.

What made the man even more desperate was that his wife, at the friendly invitation of the man in black, came to watch the live broadcast…

“Leslie! You’re shameless!”

The woman roared and was about to rush forward.

Jake raised his chin towards the masked man next to him, and the woman was quickly covered over her mouth and dragged down.

The man in the car just looked at Jake gratefully, when he opened the door and pulled him out of the car.

The man rolled and scrambled and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Jake stepped on his back-

The man only felt a pain in his chest, as if a thousand catties were being weighed down on his body, it was so heavy that he couldn’t breathe…

He raised his chin, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the group of people in panic: “Who the hell are you?!”

Jake bent down slightly, and patted his face: “The person your wife invited.”

it into the car, and covered the

covered, come

men surrounding Leslie quickly made way for

the leader of

mask and was holding

1.9 meters tall, and while he looked very oppressive, he also exuded a powerful aura of being in a high position for a long time.

his twenties, so

and shouted at

to kidnap Smith’s leader in DC, and

in front of him, condescending, looking at him like garbage that was about to

raised his slender fingers, and after accepting the contract from Jake, he said coldly: “There is a contract,

moment when he heard

but he didn’t expect to ask him

you ask him, you still look

said angrily, “You treat me like this and still want me to sign a

slapped him hard across the face.

eyes stared, and he

“Why don’t we just sign a contract, as for bullying

bitterly, Jake felt his eyes were hot, and slapped him again: “Cry again,

squatted down slightly, and put the contract in

“Sign it.”

that kind of cold, piercing to the heart and lungs, cold to the

spreading from the bottom

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