Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 782

Chapter 782 Deep-seated Hatred

They were both in black sportswear. The man looked gentle and refined. Below his crew cut was a pair of serene eyes.

Those who didn't know him might believe he was a well-behaved college student.

The girl appeared to be much lovelier. She wore her sleek long hair into a high ponytail. She was very attractive with bright and sharp eyes. Her lips naturally curled upward, so she still seemed to be smiling even when she was not.

They stood there for some time. Then, a figure equally tall and slender ambled out of the darkness.

They were both dazed.

The voice they heard on the phone was calm and steady, so they assumed it was probably a middle-aged woman. However, that woman turned out to be a young lady.

Eight came up to the woman first. With a smile that touched her eyes, she said, "Hello, are you Miss Horton?"

Queeny shook hands with her and said, "Yes."

Then, the man at the back also stepped forward and shook hands with her.

Queeny didn't make more small talk with her. She looked over her at the SUV behind her and asked, "Where is it?"

"In the car."

Queeny immediately strode toward the SUV.

They followed her. When the truck was opened, Queeny saw a large black plastic bag quietly lay there.

Eight touched her nose and coughed with awkwardness.

"Sorry. We didn't have enough time to do something better for this, so I just grabbed a bag and put her in."

Queeny looked calm. She said blandly, "It's okay."

She stared at the bag in silence for a while. Then, she turned around and asked Eight, "Your bank account is still the same one you gave me before?"

Eight nodded.

Without a word, Queeny took out her phone and transferred the money to Eight's account.

She paid with the bank card that she asked Donald to give her before she went out today. Felix told Donald to satisfy all her requests. Plus, the amount of money she asked for was not big, so Donald gave her the card without asking her any questions.

Queeny knew she would be of great help to Felix in the days to come. So she didn't feel uncomfortable spending his money.

She didn't feel guilty either. After all, this was the remuneration she deserved.

In seconds, the payment was completed.

Eight received a text message from the bank in an instant. A friendly smile spread across her face. "I got the money. I've noticed that you didn't drive here. How will you take her away? Want us to give you a ride?"

To her surprise, Queeny shook her head.

She then cast a backward glance at the black bag in the trunk and said in a low voice, "The place she will go is not far from here. I can carry her there."

Eight found her words quite bizarre. Yet, she didn't feel like pointing it out.

She just nodded and said, "Okay. Then we'll get going. You're a nice client. Come to us if you need our services again."

Queeny gave her a friendly nod.

Then, Eight and her help moved the corpse out of the trunk. They jumped into the SUV, and drove away.

The car whooshed into the thick darkness. Queeny was left alone in this quiet, desolate field, accompanied by nothing but a half-decayed corpse.