"Mr. Quincy, is it interesting to play such a trick?"

When receiving the call from Harold, Quincy didn't show any surprise. But was confused about his question. "Mr. Harold, it seems that it's necessary to remind you. I, Quincy, grew up in a world to play tricks. As long as it's useful, no matter what tricks it is."

"You have already won the bid of that land, but you still chase after me like this... Do you have a crush on your sister-in-law? It's easy. It's just a woman. Just tell me if you want. I've been tired about her anyway."

"It's the business between men. Dragging a woman in only means that you are not a capable man!"

"Mr. Quincy, since you are not interested in your sister-in-law, I can only deal with her by my own way. However, no matter how she end up like, it's all your fault, Mr. Quincy."

After hanging up the phone, Harold took a cold look at the closed door of the office, stood up and walked out.

In the meeting room, Lucille looked at the elders i

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rough the operating room, and the towel in her mouth fell to the ground.

She roared in pain, and the blood streak in her eyes was clearly visible, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Pierre's heart had been trembling, but he couldn't stop his operation. "Wanda, hold on. You will be fine soon."

Every second, it was like thousands of insects devouring her body at the same time. This kind of pain was so painful that she would rather wished that her tendons to be directly pulled out, or skinned, or burnt to ashes.

"Wanda, think about your Estella. She must hope you can be strong."

With her eyes wide open, Wanda stared at the ceiling, as if she had seen the blossoming smile of Estella and the 'Mother's Song' she had sung for her.

Pierre's forehead was covered with sweat. The nurse would come in and wipe his sweat occasionally. She was used to seeing patients suffering in the hospital, but when she looked at Wanda, her eyes could not help but turn red.