President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free novel Chapter 308

Although the market was rather warm, Hayden felt her blood almost freezing in the veins.

Then she spotted Joseph on the escalator but she hesitated. Besides, she avoided his attention by hiding behind the commercial billboard.

And now she had a clear picture of the woman.

The so-called Noah’s mother was young in a white sweater and a pair of fawn snow boots with her hair draping over her shoulders and a gray coat on her arm. On the whole, she looked unexpectedly clean and tidy.

Hayden thought that she must be the one who they had talked about minutes before.

Joseph and the woman were from the first floor, each of whom was taking a paper bag of a store selling mothers and babies’ products.

The woman told him something and to Hayden’s surprise, he smiled.

Hayden watched them walk out of the building and get in a car.

At the gate, she could hear nothing but the sighing of the cold wind.

Back home, she went to bed after a bath as usual and tried to calm down, hoping that she could pretend to know nothing when Joseph returned.

The woman who suddenly appeared must be a liar but it’s impossible for Hayden to tell Joseph directly that the woman didn’t give birth to Noah.

It’s because Joseph wouldn’t want to hear these words, unless Hayden revealed the whole story.

She had only two choices – to tell the truth or make up another lie, which made her totally upset.

***

It’s late, and a boy was sitting beside the bed in a suite of Nanking Hotel. He was not drunk actually and even looked sober as well as a little cruel.

His phone rang and he picked it up after a look at the call reminder with a poker face.

“Hello?”

“Have you finished your task?” A man was questioning him, “It’s been days, you know. You have promised me! ”

“I have to slow down. She is not the kind of women I have met before.”

“I know! I have warned you of that. There’s no need to be her boyfriend but some private videos should be your goal, by all means. I remember I gave you some pills.”

Talking about the pills, Lyon was more unhappy, with eyes fixed on a small paper pocket on the bedside table.

“Yes. I put it into a glass of wine but she didn’t drink that.”

“So what have you done tonight? What about the video that she drove you to the hotel?”

“No, no video,” Lyon paused for a few seconds and then continued, “I took a taxi tonight. Next time, I will give you what you want.”

“I need to remind you that there’s little time left. You must complete your mission; otherwise, I won’t give you money to pay your gambling debts.”

Hearing these words, Lyon’s face gradually whitened.

He hung up the call and then the room was back to silence. The air smelled alcoholic. He seemed to catch a hint of fragrance by taking a deep breath; it’s from the white coat on the clothes tree.

Then the sternness in his eyes faded away.

In the next morning, the sun rose.

A ray of sunlight thrust through the window curtains onto Hayden’s face, which was so bright that she frowned and blocked it by the hand. She completely woke up and sat up, holding the fleet with a blank expression.