Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 879

"She's not as easy as you think, if we want to get what we want faster, starting with her would be the best way to go!"

With two fingers holding the crystal glass and gently shaking it, the ruby-like liquid emits a dazzling luster in the glass, highlighting its own value.

Sam looked at his young master and said, "This evening, The Grant family young master and his personal doctor left C city in a helicopter, do you need to go and find out?"

"If I remember correctly, next week should be his big wedding day!"

"Yes, it's only four days away!"

Fingers gently stroking the delicate vase, the corners of the mouth hanging a faint smile, it seems that this The Grant family young master's opponents are really quite a lot!

"Interesting!"

"You stay put for now, it seems that we are not the only ones who want to move Wilson, but you can ......"

Edgar whispered something in Sam's ear, the smile on his lips infinitely enlarged.

"Must be this thing like dripping water, do not let anyone notice it!"

"Yes!"

"So what Miss Karlsson just said, should we continue?"

"Just do what she says!"

Let the little wildcat have a good day tomorrow.

Sam looked at the doting look in his young master's eyes and couldn't help but widen his eyes, could it be that their young master was really in love with that little one?

Blinked, and when he was looking over, it seemed that everything just happened to be an illusion.

Mayme returned to her apartment at 2:00 a.m., rubbed her sore neck, took out the key and opened the door, kicked her shoes around, and stumbled towards her bedroom.

"OMG, I'm stuck!"

The lights were not even on and the whole person fell backwards towards the bed.

"Ah ...... ghost ah!"

Leaping up from the bed, he haphazardly grabbed a pillow and prepared to smash it into the bed.

With a bar, the light inside the room turned on, and Mayme saw a familiar figure sitting on her bed, with eyes staring coldly at her.

"Marcy, do you know that people can scare people to death!"

Throwing the pillow in her hand, Mayme crossed her arms and yelled at someone on the bed.

No, wasn't this her home? Then how did he get in?

Did she go to the wrong door?

Mayme hurriedly ran out, looked at the familiar environment outside, and thumped back in, speaking in an angry voice: "No, why are you in my room?"

"You forgot to lock the door!"

"Did I forget to lock the door?"

Scratching his head, Mayme's head is now full of I want to sleep, I want to sleep the small cell protest sound, on their own lock the door simply do not remember at all.

But she did have a precedent of forgetting to lock the door, so she yawned and spoke to someone, "Since that's the case, thank you for guarding the door for me, you ...... can ...... go back! "

The words fell, only to hear a common sound, the whole person just lying on the bed and fell asleep.