Seize His Little Wife

Hearing this, Aunt Lucy was relieved, “Ma’am, I’m glad that you didn’t turn out like Molly Bort because of your hatred.”

Christine White laughed, “I’m supposed to have inherited the good genes from my own mother, and Molly Bort, the most vicious genes from her mom with Leo Bort.”

“Right.” Aunt Lucy nods.

In the time that followed, the two talked a lot more around Bo.

It took almost two hours of talking before Aunt Lucy excused herself and left.

Time passed quickly into the evening.

Aunt Lucy got dinner ready and Baird Lane came back dragging his tired body.

Aunt Lucy looked at him, recalling the favor Christine White had asked her during the day, and spoke with a somewhat hesitant expression, “Sir, I received a letter today.”

“Hmm?” At the word letter, Baird Lane’s tugging at his tie jerked to a halt, twisting his head toward her, “Who sent it?”

Although he asked this, he had actually guessed the candidate in his heart.

After all, there’s only one person who will still use the letter now, Bo’s mom.

As expected, Aunt Lucy’s eyes flickered slightly as she returned, “It’s Bao’s mom.”

“Where’s the letter?” Baird Lane asked.

Aunt Lucy lowered her eyes, “I gave it away.”

“Lost?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.

Aunt Lucy nodded her head sheepishly, “Yes, after I read the letter, I put it on the coffee table, then when I poured the water, I accidentally knocked the cup over, and whoever that was got the letter wet, so I had no choice but to throw it away, but what was on the letter, I made a note of it.”

“Said what?” Baird Lane looked at her.

Aunt Lucy lowered her head, “It says that Sir should give her an explanation as soon as possible, and that she would like to see news of your disciplining Ann Lane sooner rather than later Sir.”

“You know what Ann Lane got herself into?” Baird Lane said.

Aunt Lucy hmmm’d, “It was mentioned a little in the letter, I really didn’t think that Ann Lane, that child, would do that to a child that was two months younger than her.”

When she said that, she hated it inside!

What a wonderful child Bo is, but he’s been plagued by many misfortunes since he was born.

And Mr., not only married to the wife and Xiaobao mother and child harmed in such a miserable enemy, but also the enemy’s daughter raised so white fat, fat, turn around but also to come to bully Xiaobao, is really a great crime.

“That boy, it’s a serious situation.” Baird Lane ripped off his tie and dropped it on the couch.

Aunt Lucy looked at him, “So sir, how are you going to discipline Ann Lane ?”

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow, I’m going back to the study to make a phone call.” Baird Lane returned faintly, lifting his feet and heading upstairs.

Leo Bort’s sudden disappearance makes him vaguely aware that it’s not that simple.

This is illustrated by Molly Bort’s reaction.

He told Molly Bort today about Leo Bort being taken away and disappeared, and Molly Bort’s reaction was one of horrified panic, with words like ‘she did it, she’s back’ coming out of her mouth.

Who this she, exactly, meant, male or female, he didn’t have a clue.

Ask Molly Bort, Molly Bort just seems to have nervousness, how not to answer, and finally even fainted.

Downstairs, Aunt Lucy watched worriedly as Baird Lane disappeared down the stairwell and let out a long sigh.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

She actually wanted to remind Mr. to discipline Ann Lane earlier and then send Ann Lane away, or else Mrs. would have to discipline Ann Lane herself.

Because Mrs. only gave Mr. a day today, seeing that today will soon be over, and Mr. has not yet made a move …

It seems that God has decreed that Ann Lane can only be handled by Mrs.

With that in mind, Aunt Lucy went back to her room, took out her cell phone, and called Christine White over.

“Ma’am.”

Christine White had been waiting for this call, and now that it came, she answered it straight away, “Aunt Lucy.”

“It’s me, ma’am, just now sir is back.” Aunt Lucy said.

Christine White nodded slightly, “I see, did you mention it to him?”

“Mentioned that, in order not to reveal that I had been to see you, I made a special excuse that I had received a letter before I knew that Ann Lane had bullied Bo, and that you had asked Monsieur to discipline Ann Lane.”

“And what was his reaction?” Christine White asked again.

Aunt Lucy had a difficult expression, “Mr. He …”

“He didn’t say yes did he?” Christine White laughed abruptly, a mocking laugh.

Aunt Lucy sighed, “Mister just said he’d be talking tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” The corner of Christine White’s mouth curled up coldly, “Does he think I’m going to give him any more time? He’ll always be like this, delaying everything again and again.”

“Yeah, I was going to remind him that you only gave him one day today, but for fear of blowing your cover, I didn’t.” Aunt Lucy smiled bitterly.

Christine White took a deep breath and her voice turned cold, “Since he takes my words so lightly, there’s no need for me to spend any more time with him, Aunt Lucy, tomorrow morning after Baird Lane has left, why don’t you trick Ann Lane into coming out, I’ll be waiting for you at the south gate of the villa area.”

Since Baird Lane won’t discipline Ann Lane or send Ann Lane away, what’s the point of her being merciful.

“Okay, I see, then I’ll contact you tomorrow ma’am.” Aunt Lucy nodded in response.

Christine White hmmm’d.

The call ended and she put her cell phone back in her bag.

Ives Norton walked into the hospital room with a glass of water, “I just heard you say you told Aunt Lucy to trick Ann Lane out, what are you trying to do?”

“What can be done? It’s always not murder and fire and limping and missing arms.” Christine White took the glass of water and said lightly.

Ives Norton had a hint of worry in his eyes, “I know you wouldn’t do that, but I’d also like you to not mess with it.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to really mess with a child yet, I’m just going to let her experience what extreme fear is like.” Christine White took a sip of the hot water, the warm water running down her throat and into her stomach, making the breath around her not so cold.

Ives Norton was still a little concerned, “Extreme fear? You’re not going to let anyone scare her, are you?”

He looked at Christine White.

Christine White lifted her chin noncommittally.

Ives Norton added, “Won’t that scare people silly?”

“I have a point.” Christine White returned four words.

Ives Norton had the good sense not to say anything when he saw that her tone was getting a little impatient.

He knew that she was angry now.

Because Bao was so badly hurt and Ann Lane, who was the culprit, was not punished in the slightest, she had anger in her heart.

She needs to vent.

Just as well, she said she wouldn’t make a fool out of that Ann Lane kid anyway, so in that case, let her go.

With that thought, Ives Norton was relieved inwardly, but the serious worry did not dissipate, except that it changed from worrying about Ann Lane to worrying about Christine White.

“Christine, it’s getting late, go back and rest, little baby here has my senior brother to watch over him, he’ll be fine, there’s not much use for you to stay here, you haven’t rested for almost a day and a night, your body won’t be able to make it through if you go on like this.”

Hearing Ives Norton’s concern, Christine White’s icy demeanor softened slightly, “Okay, I’ll leave in a few minutes.”

She really should be resting too.

Last night, he was busy making Li Wang’s families go bankrupt, and during the day, he had been accompanying little baby, he really hadn’t closed his eyes, and now his head was so high that it was about to explode.

“Leave now, I’ll take you back, you can’t drive like this.” Seeing that she had agreed to go back to rest, Ives Norton even took the glass of water from her hand and put it aside, pulling her up from the side of the hospital bed and heading out of the hospital room.

He was so anxious and coaxing that Christine White cried a little, but did not struggle and let him pull her along.

Walk out of the hospital room and into the outside consulting room.

Behind the desk in the clinic sat a man in a white coat.

The man heard footsteps and lifted his head, revealing a somewhat hangdog handsome face, smiling flirtatiously at the two, “Yo, out?”