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