President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 785

It was as if a rock had been thrown into a peaceful lake.

Felix’s heart trembled violently. He was suddenly panic-stricken, and he didn’t know why.

His face was still somber, but the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

“Queeny, as I said, come here and we’ll talk this out.”

“There is nothing to talk about.”

Queeny’s voice was indifferent. The fatigue in her tone was distinct. “Felix, you lost at the golf course today. Didn’t we agree that whoever loses would grant the winner a wish?”

Felix did not respond.

Queeny went on, “Here's what I want. Let’s call it off. There's no need for us to see each other again. If we meet again, only one of us can live. As I’ve told you, I will avenge my dead fellows’ death in the Rosefinch Club.”

With that said, she whipped around and headed out.

Felix bawled from behind, “Stop her!”

Just as these words were out, several bulky men leaped out from the darkness and stood in Queeny’s way.

Queeny’s face turned completely frosty.

Looking back at Felix, she said scathingly, “Really?”

Felix was well aware that Queeny was no longer the same woman four years ago. Four years’ life behind bars had honed her. Today, her strategies and fighting skills had both become superb.

However, this was no reason that he would let her leave.

She might be able to take him down. But there were so many of his bodyguards here. Could she beat them all?

Even if she knocked out all the bodyguards here, there were dozens more of them in the castle. How could she possibly beat them up and leave?

Therefore, Felix was not worried about that.

Still, he could not truly feel relieved. Inexplicably, he knew that if she left today, he would lose her forever.

Felix marched over, seized her by the wrist, and said in a deep voice, “Come with me.”

Right after that, he drew her to go upstairs.

Surprisingly, Queeny didn’t resist.

For one thing, she knew she was in a pickle. If Felix was determined to make her stay by force, she wouldn’t have a chance to run away.

For another, deep down, she was also wondering what on earth he wanted to discuss with her.

Was there anything to be discussed?

The two came up to the study. Queeny’s wrist was aching due to Felix’s tight grip, yet she didn’t protest. She let Felix grab her. The latter didn’t let go until they entered the study.

With a dark face, Felix walked straight to the back of the desk.

Noticing that Queeny was standing by the door, he glanced up at her. Though his face was still gloomy, that forbidding look on his face was gone.

“Come here,” he ordered.

Without saying a word, Queeny came over and watched Felix fetch out a file from under the desk.

“Read this before you decide to leave.”

Then, he threw the file to her.

Baffled, Queeny caught the file and flipped through it.

Her face paled drastically when she reached the last few pages.

Then, she snapped the file shut and gawked at Felix in disbelief, asking, “How can this be?”