Give Me Your Life, My Beloved Wife
Nora raised her hand
abbed the wrist of Nora, making the s
turned red. She had never been wronged like this! So she shou
he astonishment. He quickly reached out the gun wrapp
g that Lyman Smith couldn't move, he stepp
dn't expect that eldest daughter would suffer losses
everything, and he felt that the aura of that toy boy was a hu
!" Adam pushed L
e shadow of two men and a woman behind the black gl
on got goose bumps
ped into the passenger
each. In the back seat of the car, there was a fat
ora, who was sitting in the passenger seat listening to music
o the seafront villa decorated in the Mediterranean style. Adam
ndling women's money, aren't you?" Squatt
e help you se
gs herself!" Nora slapped ferociously on Lyman's face to vent her ange
uld definitely smash these annoying ghosts to pieces with his order
venience store by the roadside. One or two black Bugatti Veyron galloped past him, bringing a gust of w
und with a thump. He looked at the man's familiar frosty face and the four words
of Nora. He was praying to God that boss, you should answer the phone a
in her hand. Sitting on the sea viewing corridor and squinting at the sea, she was thi
in. It doesn't eat human flesh!
k yet?" With her legs crossed, Nor
him... We have kidnapped the wrong pers
idnapped the wrong person? It's im
rself?" With these words, he closed the phone. He was wondering if he should ma
ra looked at Adam suspiciously, and
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