Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy

Chapter 2064

Tinge was so nervous that he'd been holding his breath for a while now. WhenAlyssa turned her gun towards Creamy, he wished he could just jump at Alyssaand block all the dangers for Creamy.

Alyssa waited for so long. Finally, Creamy presented herself to her, and Alyssa could finish her right her right now. How could she hesitate? Just as she stopped speaking, she opened fire. However, at that moment, she felt someone fiercely pull her arm from behind her. Of course, she lost her aim and fired several shots at the ceiling above her head.

"It's you?" Alyssa was shocked. She turned around and saw Cynthia, so she gritted her teeth resentfully and said, "You deserve to die."

Cynthia watched as Alyssa pointed the gun towards her. At this moment, Tinge kicked the gun in Alyssa's hand away. Without the gun, Alyssahad absolutely no chance of winning.

She could only pounce on Cynthia hatefully. She had no advantage in fighting Tinge, but she had to kill the woman who destroyed her plan. She took out a knife and attempted to stab Cynthia.

"Hah!" Cynthiasaw through her intention and sneered. The moment Alyssa tried to attack her, she easily dodged Alyssa's blade.

"It's impossible..." Alyssa blinked. This woman's speed was so fast; Alyssa had thoughtthat she could pierce through her heart, but she was slower than the other woman. The next second, she felt that her shoulder was attacked. She discovered that Cynthiahad appearedbehind her, raised her leg, and smashed down fiercely. Her entire shoulder was numb. Alyssaturned around and stared at Cynthiawith hatred.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Tinge's attack came again. Alyssa did not have time to catch her breath. Her body was limp like a piece of rag. She was kicked, and then her body flew out and smashed into a hard wall. Blood seemed to be boiling in her chest, and she did not have the strength to crawl out anymore.

"You ... even if I die, I won't let you off."

At this point, Alyssa no longer had any will to stay alive. She turned around and was about to jump down.

However, Cynthia seemed to have expected this. She grabbeda rubbertubefrom aside and tied Alyssa up neatly.

"Let me go." Alyssa did not expect that she could not even choose her own death now. She roared angrily.

"It's not that easy to die after the crimes you'vecommitted. You still have to pay for what you've done." Cynthia sneered coldly.

"Tinge." Creamy ran up the stairs and threw herself into Tinge's arms. Tinge also hugged her nervously and checked her injuries. "Arethere any injuries?"

"I'm fine." Creamy hid her arm. Just now, when she ran over for him, she fell and hurther hands and knees. But the injury was nothing compared to escaping from death just now.

However, Tinge could see that she was lying and gently pulled her hand over. Seeing that her palm was covered in bruises, he immediately frowned. "It doesn't hurt anymore." Creamy forced a smile.

Alyssa stared blankly at them. She saw the caringin Tinge's eyes, and her heart was cold like burnt-out ashes. "Cynthia, where are you? Cynthia?" Keith's voice came from the corridor. When he heard the gunshots, he was terrified. He castCynthia's warning aside and ran over anxiously. At this moment, the sound of sirens came from afar.

Alyssawas finally caught. She was very unwilling to be handcuffed, but eventually she was forced to get in the police car. Her gaze was still filled with resentment as she stared out the window. The harsh words she had said might make it impossible for her to get out of jail. Tinge and the WayneFamily would definitely make her suffer like hell.

The four of them did not go to the airport. Instead, they returned to the Williams' house. An event like that caused all of them to have a different perspective ontheir lives. How wonderful it was to be able to live a peaceful and peaceful life! "Give me your hand." Tingeopened the medical kit and was readyto disinfect Creamy.

Creamy trembled and spread out her palms. The man chuckled, "I will be gentle."

Creamy blushed and suddenly thought of something else. She nodded and said, "Okay."

Although Tinge's movements were gentle, when the alcohol rubbed against the wound, it was still painful, causing Creamy to let out a few cries.

"Did you hurt your knee too?" After Tinge finished treating the wound on her palm, he looked at her knees.

Creamy was wearing a pair of tight jeans. At this moment, she could only take off these pants to allow him to examine her wounds.

She shyly exposed the wound on her knee in front of him. Because of her jeans, there was no blood, but both of her knees were badly bruised. Tinge's browsknitted, and he hated himself for not taking good care of her and letting her suffer such pain.

"I'll go getsome tincture for you." Tinge stood up and brought over the tincture.

Creamy bit her lower lip. Now that would be even more painful. As expected, Tingereally used his strength to massage her. Creamy almost shed tears.

Although Tinge really wanted to do it

harder, he could only gently and patiently rub her bruisesfor a long time when he saw her tearful eyes. Finally, her dark bruises turned into a healthy color of red.

Cynthia and Keith each took a bottle of beer and leaned against the balcony railing.

"Cynthia, do you drink much?" Keith

saw her drinkmouthfuls after

mouthfuls of wine as if it were non-alcoholic beverages. He couldn't help but frown. Women who drank wine sure were cool, but it was not so cool when his girl was the one whodrank so much.

"Not bad, right? In front of you, I can only finishone cup. In front of others, though, I'm not drunk for a thousand cups." Cynthia laughed evilly.

Keith didn't know how to react. He bit his lips and said, "Women should drink less. It's good for their health."

"Alright, I'll try my best to drink less, but after all that happened today still want to drink a bit more."

Cynthia suddenly became a gentle, obedientwoman. She did listen to Keith.

Keith's heart skipped a beat. He really wasn't used to her being so gentle and obedient, but he loved her no matter what. He couldn't help but lean

over.

Cynthia looked up and saw the man staring at her with brighteyes. In the next second, the man took a sip of wine and reached out to takeher chin in his hand.

""

There was the ghost of a smile lingering on Keith's lips. Toher great surprise, he pressed his lips onhers, and the cold wine was drippinginto her mouth.

Cynthia wanted to push him away, but the next moment, she obediently swallowed his wine.

This was so strange, itkind of gaveher goosebumps.