Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

"Don't worry." He said to Doreen calmly, "There is still a whole day, take your time."

After all, he stood up and walked upstairs, leaving Doreen with an indifferent back.

Although Lance said this, looking at his back, Doreen felt inexplicably uneasy.

The night passed quickly.

Doreen one.She didn't sleep at night, and when the birdsong rang by the window in the morning, she walked out of the bedroom.

She came downstairs and found that Lance got up earlier than her, and the hands of the wall clock pointed to 05:30. It seemed that she was not the only one who did not fall asleep this night.

Lance was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. His face was calm and his complexion was normal. Compared with her paleness, he had no effect.

Doreen stood on the stairs for a while, quietly looking at the face of her half-brother.

After living with him for many years, she has never understood his heart, and even at this moment, she doesn't understand what he wants to do.

She couldn't even get a glimpse of his inner thoughts from his expression.

Will he go?

she does not know.

But she won't let him go.

The patriarch of the Gambino family should not die for the sake of Su Qianqian.

Mu Qiaozhi...

This is a crime she committed, why not let her make a decision...

Doreen's long eyelashes were gently covered, covering the turmoil in her heart.

She went downstairs to make breakfast for Lance, and the two of them ate together. Lance's expression was calm from beginning to end. She looked at him as usual, but felt very uneasy.

In the afternoon, the people from the US headquarters finally arrived. Lance did not ask them to search for Mu Qiaozhi and them, but let them live in the villa directly.

At dinner, Doreen's cooking fingers trembled slightly.

In Lance's favorite red wine, she quietly put sleeping pills.

She won't let him go...

Absolutely not.

Doreen made up her mind.

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"This wine was deposited with me by Asa. She said it was your favorite brand." Doreen took the red wine bottle and poured a glass of wine into the crystal glass.

asa...

Lance's eyes flickered slightly.

This name has not been heard for a long time.

Thinking of his personal bodyguard, Lance's emerald green eyes slightly deepened, he reached out to take the wine glass, and looked down at the dark red wine.

The way he looked at the red wine silently made Doreen feel a little guilty. She took a sip of the juice next to her, calmed herself down, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Don't you want to drink?"

Lance looked up at her, shook his head with a smile, and lowered his head to take a sip.

The familiar taste spread in his mouth, and he smiled slightly: "Good wine."

"As long as you like it."

Seeing Lance drink down the wine, Doreen breathed a sigh of relief. The palms holding the juice were already covered with cold sweat. She felt that her face must be ugly at the moment.

Playing tricks in front of Lance, even his relatives are under pressure.

In order to hide her panic, Doreen took a few more sips of juice, and when she looked up, she saw Lance looking at her and smiling.

His smile made her inexplicably nervous.

"What's the matter?" Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she stammered, "Yes, what's so funny."

Lance shook his head with a smile, lowered his head and spat out the wine.

"Sleepy?" he asked in a low voice.