Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 572

Under the woman's hard work, Charles was satisfied and was helped to lie down on the bed to rest.

Not much later, there was a loud snoring sound that went through the clouds.

Only the woman was left to go to the bathroom torinse her mouth hard, then returned to the bed, eyes bursting with endless disgust, looking at Charles, who was as dead as a pig.

What a disgusting old man!

She wouldn't have followed Charles if she hadn't wanted a share of that huge sum of money.

Thinking, the woman turned around again in disgust and walked out of the room, intending to go outside to buy a pack of cigarettes.

But just as she stepped outside, she was grabbed by a pair of hands around her neck.

Too late to make a sound, the woman was dragged into a nearby workroom.

It was so dark inside that she couldn't see anything, and could only feel something cold and sharp aimed at her waist.

It's vague and stings a little.

It should be a dagger or something like that.

"Don ...... t kill me." The woman was scared out of her mind and pleaded, "I still have five hundred dollars in my bag, the phone is the latest model, these can be given to you."

"Bah, this point, you send out the caller!" The voice was incomparably cold, with disgust.

"Well, the bag I have on me is a designer one, you take it, you should be able to exchange it for 20,000 yuan." The woman said again.

The person holding her hostage was still disgusted and even ruthlessly demolished, "Just such a high imitation, twenty thousand dollars? Two thousand is not even worth it!"

After a pause, and sneered, "You are not all followed Charles, which is at least the Grant family relatives, but actually so poor, can not even afford a real bag?"

"You know Charles?" the woman was stunned.

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