Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1023
“Remember your script—J’adore failed to assassinate Peter and triggered the self-destruct mechanism in Ebony Town, which caused both of them to perish.”
“Yes, sir!”
“And…” The President trailed off. Then, he chuckled darkly as he continued. “Don’t let news about J’Adore’s death be out just yet.”
“Yes, Mr. President,” the man in the black shirt said before he bowed and left the basement.
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The President’s eyes turned into crescents as he grinned deviously. He had never felt this much satisfaction before .
It was night time when Shadow 1 opened her eyes and was greeted by the darkness outside. She did not know how much time had passed, but based on her estimation, it was probably the night after she escaped from Ebony Town.
She reached a hand out and began to feel around her in the darkness.
When her fingers brushed against a cold and stiff body, her eyes widened in shock as she called out, “Mr. Peter.”
“Mr. Peter…”
“Peter.”
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“Peter!!!”
He did not respond to a single one of her cries and Shadow 1 was beginning to wonder if he was dead.
In order to confirm her suspicions, she ran her fingers down his arm and found his pulse—it may be weak, but at least it was there. Perhaps his body has gone into shock! For him to survive the neurotoxin is another feat!
A look of disbelief flashed across her features. Anyone else would have succumbed to the neurotoxin, which meant that either Peter was really fortunate or he had nine lives to spare.
She snapped out of her thoughts and shifted slightly as she tried to search for her phone, but she could not move. The lower half of the man’s body was weighing down on hers and held her in place.
“Sh*t!” she cursed aloud in frustration.
The only time she was ever in a position like this was with Mason and no one else; the intimacy was making her skin crawl.
Shadow 1 muttered a string of curses under her breath as resentment sank on her.
After shifting under his weight for ten minutes, Shadow 1 let out a breath of relief when her fingers finally curled around the edges of her phone.
She tried to send an outgoing text, but her screen did not respond no matter how many times she pressed the ‘send’ button.
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