One Night Stand With The Uninvited Wolf President novel Chapter 4

Ceres saw the rolling pin discarded on the ground and grabbed it.

"Listen to me! Yes, I am a bride just for dispelling bad luck, but do you know who I am? My name is Mary, and my father is Mike Morris, the chairman of the famous Morris Group!"

The servants looked at each other. They worked in the Winsors' house and knew something about it.

In the rich and powerful families. The Winsor family ranked the first and the Morris family could be the second.

They never imagined that the Morrises would send their own darling daughter to get married to the vegetative wreck!

"If I'm calling my father now, he will go and find Jack. I will tell them everything about your act of abuse to Johny. When the time comes, Jack will know that you abused his son. What do you think will he do to all of you?"

She gritted her teeth and looked at the servants who thought no one would know they abused a vegetative person!

It was unscrupulous!

The servants were frightened. They did not expect that this bride was so fierce.

"Miss, we dare not, really dare not. You must not tell Mr. Johny." The first servant began to kneel down and beg.

"We know we are wrong. Why don't you let us go for the sake of our age?" The second servant began to kneel down and beg.

"Mrs. Winsor, mercy us!" All the other servants began to kneel for begging.

Ceres threw away the rolling pin in her hand. "Get out quickly!"

The servants all went out hurriedly.

She just wanted to scare them. After all, she was not the real Mary, Mike would never attach importance to her. And even if she was dead, Mike would not pay attention to her.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ceres looked at Johny's face. He had such a handsome face. The lines of his face were sharp, and the edges and corners were as beautiful as precision work. Although his eyes were closed, he exuded an innate unruly and disdainful aura.

His sleeping face was like a work of art carefully carved by God.

It was just that he was too thin, and his face was purple with a wound. It did not look like a new injury. It seemed that he had been abused for a long time.