Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy

Chapter 2010

There was no response on the phone. Tinge was embarrassed and blushed. Other than his mother, this was the first time he had said these three words to a woman. It was very embarrassing. But now, he only wanted to coax her and not make her angry anymore.

"Tinge, you must come back alive. I don't want to be a widow. Will you promise me?" Creamy said sadly. The three words was of great significance. She listened and accepted his affection. He was responsible for their future.

Seeing that she had been silent for a few seconds, Tinge couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What are you thinking? How could I let you be widowed? There are so many good men in this world. If it wasn't me, you would have many choices. Don't wronged yourself."

After Creamy heard what he said, she immediately became angry. She angrily questioned him, "How can you say such irresponsible words? Who do you think I am? If I could easily fall in love with someone else, I would have married a long time ago. Why wait for you?"

"Emma, that's not what I meant. I mean, if I don't come back, don't wronged yourself." The man was shocked and hurriedly explained.

"No, Tinge, if you don't come back, I'll wait for you for the rest of my life." Creamy gritted her teeth and said resolutely.

Tinge was stunned. He believed that she was not joking. With her stubborn temperament, she might really do what she said.

"Alright, I promise you, don't be angry." Tinge could only console her gently, hearing her voice carrying a tearful tone.

Creamy finally stopped. There was a brief silence. They did not speak to each other, but they could hear the other breathing. This kind of silence was precious to the two of them.

"Hang up. Rest quickly and take care of yourself and your team. Also, remember to miss me." After Creamy finished speaking, she hung up the phone ruthlessly.

Tinge's heart finally calmed down. He looked at his phone and smiled comfortably. Finally, he didn't have to lose sleep until dawn.

Lying down, he reached out his hand and found a notebook from a bag beside him. He opened it page by page. There were pictures drawn by Creamy. The plants and trees were vivid, and the mountains and waters were from near to far. Although there was only a single color, it was as if the painter had given the picture vitality and made it vibrant.

A pair of skillful hands, a delicate and gentle heart, and a pair of bright and intelligent eyes, all these made up the people he loved. He was willing to use his entire life to protect her sincere heart, so that she could do her own things in peace.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

On the last few pages, there was his name written by Creamy in a deep and shallow manner. Her delicate handwriting was just like her temperament, with an orchid's characteristic, and the purity of a lotus.

Early in the morning, Tinge opened her eyes and looked at the time. Then, she brought people to the dock. Pola wore a sexy leather coat and had a green-black scorpion tattooed on the back of her hand. She slowly walked out of a speedboat and threw the cigarette butt in the water. Seeing Tinge coming over, she smiled.

"Tinge, I've been waiting for you here since early in the morning. Your goods are on that big ship. You can find someone to inspect them." Pola didn't call him Mr. Tinge, but directly called him by his name, which brings them a little closer.

Tinge gestured to the person behind him and someone went over to check.

Pola jumped off the yacht and leisurely walked to Tinge, "What did you think about my proposal yesterday?"

"I won't consider it for the time being." Tinge didn't want to offend her now. Pola looked like a ruthless woman. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"I'm your best partner. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?" Pola's tone was filled with disappointment.

"With your current power, you can deal with Scottson and avenge your sister." Tinge said coldly.

"You knowScottson. His power is

not something I can defeat. I know that your subordinates are all elites. It would be best if we work together. Furthermore, I can guarantee that after you kill Scottson, there will be no worries in the future." Pola still didn't give up and wanted to cooperate with Tinge. There was no time for her too.

"This is the cash I brought. Twenty million." Tinge had someone bring a few more boxes over. Pola stared at the money with greed in her eyes no resistance to money.

She

hadr This was all because she had lived

inpoverty in the past, so money was her only pursuit in the lifetime.

"Alright, I'll keep the money. I'll give you two more days to think about it. If you still refuse, I'm afraid you might regret it." Pola was unwilling by saying that, and these words carried another hint.

Tinge was not afraid of her threat and only coldly warned, "If you dare to betray me, you will be the one to regret it."

Pola's face instantly turned a little pale. She laughed strangely before leaving with the money.

Tinge immediately ordered someone to send the goods away first, and then notified his younger brother.

Pola was sitting on a medium-sized

cruise ship. The six big boxes in front were open. Money made her very happy. She was smoking while staring at the boxes of money. She couldn't understand why her family had to expend so much effort in order to earn a single piece of money in this world.

She reached out and took one, placed it on the cigarette, burned it to ashes, and closed her eyes, enjoying the success at this moment.

A person walked over and said, "What should I do with this debt?"

"Draw money at the original rate. Remember to rewrite the account. You will gain your profits." Pola's eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife when she stared at the man, coldly warning him.

The man nodded and left. Who wasn't crazy about money?

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the account had already been done. Pola took six million, and the rest was handed over to the person in charge of the police. She succeeded again and there were no loopholes.

Just as Pola was returning home with the two boxes, she suddenly realized that the door of her villa had been touched. Before she left, she would leave behind some traces and only she knew that..

Her heart pounded. There were no signs of damage to the door. It was as if someone had opened it with a key. There were two keys to the door, one in her hand and the other ....

A chill appeared on Pola's back. She quickly dragged the two boxes into the garage and locked them.

Then, she took out the gunbehind her and approached the door step by step.

She pushed the door and saw blood stains on the ground. She became even more vigilant. Following the blood stains, she walked in the bedroom. She saw a woman lying on the sofa in the bedroom. She looked terrible and her entire body was covered in wounds.

"Sister?" When Pola saw Cynthia, her pupils instantly dilated. It was hard to believe.

"Pola, you're finally back. My identity has been exposed. Scottson's men are chasing after me. Quickly save me." It looked like Cynthia was on the verge of death, and she was extremely fragile.