Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 909

"Mr. Johnson, please don't point fingers." Nevaeh looked at Louis, dissatisfied.

Louis raised his eyebrows, "If you're not vain, why do you care what others say?" Mrs. King, I think you know your husband's temperament well, don't you?"

Nevaeh choked and looked at Elliot, momentarily speechless.

Elliot's face got even harder as he watched Louis provoke the couple's feelings.

He waved his hand hard, "Get out, I don't want to see you!"

Although I could not understand his words, but from his body movements, it was not difficult to see what he wanted to express.

Daniel said, "Big brother, we'll leave right after we ask you something."

Elliot knew exactly what he was going to ask and stared at him without saying anything.

"Big brother, where did you take Amy?" Daniel squared his shoulders and opened his mouth to ask.

Elliot squinted at him and didn't say anything, but took his phone and typed down a line.

"That bitch, after I caught her stealing, tried to seduce me with her beauty. I didn't take the bait, so she simply escaped after stabbing me with a needle! You guys still ask me where she is? When I see her, I'll have to kill her!"

Elliot hated it so much that he handed the phone to Mr. Foster.

Mr. Foster then acted as a sounding board and read out the words he typed.

Amy steals, gets caught and seduces Elliot?

That's a statement that could fool a puppy.

Daniel laughed lightly, "Big brother, Amy is Violet's savior, you better pray she's okay. Otherwise, once she has a shortage, I think you will definitely regret it."

When he finished, he and Louis nodded and the two turned to leave.

It looks like Amy should have stabbed Elliot and escaped.

I just don't know where to escape to.

Snap.

Elliot was so angry that he slammed his phone against the door.

Nevaeh watched coldly, and it became clear how Elliot had ended up in the hospital.

She said in a hateful voice, "Elliot, can't you play with less women?"

Elliot glared at her, "Nevaeh, you eat my food and wear my clothes, and you still want to control me?"

Nevaeh couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but knew it certainly wasn't good.