Sweet Revenge

Chapter 428

Chapter 428 Am Not Beautiful? 

*Ingrid didn’t dare to play hardball before the two shareholders. She still cared about her reputation.

Ingrid thought, I didn’t know that Cindy would have such a trick up her sleeve. / underestimated

her. Can it be that Declan came up with such an idea?

Ingrid shot one glance at the dying man on the bed and wondered, Can he use his brain?

“Ms. Petersen, you may leave now. After the lawyer comes, we will start the notarization,” Layne

said.

“Don’t you trust us?” Frederick asked.

“Come on! You two are the founding members of the company. I trust you, of course. However, my uncle is in a poor state of health. I am afraid that he can’t make an effective will without a cool head…”

Layne interrupted Ingrid, “Don’t worry. There will be a thorough examination before the

notarization. We won’t let Mr. Petersen make a will till he has a clear head. This will is just a precaution. It will be best if Mr. Petersen can pull through.”

“I can’t agree more!” Ingrid forced a smile. She decided to leave because she knew that she

couldn’t achieve her goal today. “Cindy, please take good care of my uncle!” Ingrid said

meaningfully

smiled coldly and didn’t bother to

her failure. My plan went on well before the two old men appeared. They have been idle for a long time, so why did they get involved in this matter all of a

recently, and the media paid close attention to it. Ingrid didn’t

plan, and it was perfect, apart from some small errors. It is weird that they haven’t found Vicente or his whereabouts yet. Ingrid

can’t they

of invisibility? Ingrid wondered

This variable annoyed Ingrid.

thought for a while in the car. She took out her mobile phone

Ingrid inserted her fingers into her hair and became agitated. “Shouldn’t it be a piece of cake for you to find a person? Is it so difficult? What have you done? I don’t care where he

to find out where one is? I haven’t told them to bring Vicente back yet.

thought

started the car and drove to

lived in a hotel. He wouldn’t buy a house for

room Abel lived in.

to Room 1818,” Ingrid said to the receptionist

took the

lived on high floors. Ingrid took out her lipstick from the small bag she carried and refined her makeup before the mirror in the elevator.

in the mirror, Ingrid saw a coquettish

stopped. Ingrid put away her lipstick and walked straight

inside. Abel stood in the room with water dripping down his hair. Abel wrapped himself in a large bathrobe. It seemed he had

muscles and dark eyes, Abel looked like a cheetah ready to attack. Ingrid

was good at planning, had a full plan, and got herself prepared for it. However, she was still nervous because

didn’t expect Ingrid to appear here

smiled, swallowed her saliva, pushed

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