"Then send me back first," Monica said
"Okay."
Jeanne nodded.
"Speaking of which, when we eat together, Kingsley will be there, right?" Monica's face was full of anticipation.
Jeanne was speechless.
'Is Kingsley that charming?!'
Not to mention that he attracted both men and women.
It seemed that anyone from the age of 8 to 80 could not help but have a good impression of Kingsley.
"Before I leave, I'll take the initiative to invite you to have dinner with me, Monica." Kingsley smiled.
Kingsley was just like that. When he smiled, it was as if there were stars in his eyes. He was old, but he could make a woman's heart flutter. Those who did not truly understand him would never know that behind his gentle and elegant charm, he was cold-blooded when he killed people.
"You'd better not be seduced by him," Jeanne reminded Monica.
Monica was stunned. She said seriously, "Am I such a flirtatious woman? I have someone I like."
"Oh, I'm just reminding you," Jeanne said. "After all, Kingsley's woman..."
Monica looked at Jeanne.
Her face was full of curiosity.
"Forget it. You won't know her anyway." Jeanne smiled faintly.
Monica was tickled by Jeanne's words.
What exactly did Jeanne experience all those years abroad?
Monica always felt that Jeanne had become very deep.
It was as if Jeanne had hidden many secrets.
It made Monica feel that Jeanne's life at the moment was different from that of an ordinary person.
Monica still wanted to say something, but the car had arrived at her house.
She endured it and finally got out of the car.
Jeanne watched Monica leave.
She turned around and let Miles drive away.
There were many things that she did not want to involve Monica in.
Monica should be protected.
Jeanne could not drag Monica into terror.
The car drove toward the hotel where Kingsley was staying.
Once Monica left, the atmosphere in the car was obviously much stiffer.
George was usually quiet.
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