Billionaire's Stubborn Slave Wife novel Chapter 226

Looking at Lauren, whose face was pale and whose clothes had torn buttons, the corners of Chopped Hate's mouth, raised a smug smile.

"It seems Matthew has no mercy at all, actually treating you like this, tsk, really overexerting himself, huh?"

Faced with the mockery of chopping hatred, Lauren's watery eyes opened round and looked at him with hatred.

"Chopping Hate, you got your way, your plan was punished, not only did you get that business from Matthew's hands, and make people in the industry appreciate you, but you also succeeded in making Matthew misunderstand me and have a greater hatred for me, you are really a wolf in human skin."

Chopping hate a pair of eagle falcon-like black eyes, shot out two harsh light.

"I just want to make Matthew suffer, you are his woman, let him hurt you with his own hands is my biggest goal, I want to make him regret, regret ever treating a woman like this, let you two torment each other until one of you leaves this world."

The gaze of hatred from Chopped Hate made Lauren a little uneasy. Clear eyes, uncomprehending look at the chopped hate, do not understand what Matthew has done in the end, so that the chopped hate will have so much hatred, and is from the heart of the kind of hatred that

"Lauren, don't look at me with searching eyes. Or there will be pain waiting for you that you didn't expect."

Chopping hate falcon-like black eyes, all are vicious resentment and disgust.

Lauren made an indifferent gesture and turned toward her room upstairs, but when she reached the corner of the stairway, she stopped and turned around.

"I'm going to see my mom at the nursing home tomorrow."

"No, your mother is no longer there."

Lauren's whole body stiffened and she quickly went downstairs to Chopper Hate.

"Where did you get my mother? You can't hurt her, she's innocent."

Lauren, who was in an emotional state, grabbed Chop Hate's clothes hard, and her watery eyes were filled with panic.

"If your mother is innocent, then there will be no more vixens in this world, and your mother is the face of vixens."

The undisguised insult and sarcasm made Lauren's face turn pale instantly and

"Chopping Hate, I don't care what my mother has done before, she is a living dead person now and poses no threat to anyone, so why do you need to humiliate her like this?"

Lauren looked at Chopped Hate with a pained expression.

"You can see your mother if you want to, but you have to promise me one condition."

Chopped hate's thin lips rose slightly, hooking up an evil arc.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll do anything as long as you let me see my mom and promise not to hurt her."

Chopped Hate nodded.

"Attend a press conference with me tomorrow and tell those reporters yourself that we're having an engagement."

"Engagement ceremony?"

Lauren was startled and subconsciously took several steps backwards.

"Chop hatred, this joke is not funny at all, you know my identity and know what happened between me and Matthew once, why do you have to do this? Aren't you afraid that later on those reporters will know about the relationship between you and Matthew and more ugly words will come out?"

Lauren looked at Chopped Hate with eyes full of anger.

"Here are the conditions, you can choose not to agree, the initiative is in your hands."

Chopped hate a face indifferent to sit on the sofa, slender index finger has a hitch without a hitch tapping, emitting a burst of crisp sound. Let the silent hall, showing more bizarre.

"Okay, I promise you."

Lauren knew that she didn't have any choice but to agree to the various conditions offered by Chopper Hate for the sake of her mother.

The flower-like face lost what was left of its blood.

"Good, go back and get a good rest, and tomorrow appear in front of those reporters in a best condition."

Lauren clenched her teeth tightly in order to force herself not to rush up to Chopper Hate and rip the sinister smile off his face.

Lauren, who hadn't slept all night, sat down in front of the mirror, pulled by the two designers, and let them put powder and makeup on her face.

"Lauren, can you cooperate with us. Today is such an important day to behead the president, and you actually look listless, you can't make us play the way we should with such a performance."

One of the women, who could not stand Lauren's listless look, had a sulk on her face and held the right hand of the eyebrow pencil and pressed it hard on Lauren's beautiful eyebrows.

"Snap."

Lauren suddenly stood up, snatched the eyebrow pencil out of the woman's hand and threw it hard to the ground.

"What is your status? How dare you use the attitude of accusing me. Now get the hell out of here right now, I, Lauren, don't need a makeup artist like you."