Chapter 4 Don't guess at the president's mind

"Kevin, at this rate, will the water in the ocean wash the blood off your hands?"

Allen's face was filled with impatience, and his eagle eyes cast a sidelong glance at Kevin, he decisively gave the order, "Check her information first!"

"......."

Kevin's face was confused, he didn't react for half a day, how did the decisive president change his character, many women who tried to approach him were unlucky, did the president like that girl?

No way!

"Don't guess at the president's mind!"

Allen had already seen what Kevin was thinking and he said in a cold tone, "The day you guess it, you will be able to disappear on the earth."

"Understood!"

Kevin's heart jerked, to be in the king's company was tantamount to living with a tiger; he adjusted his breath and said in a square book, "The president's heart is deeper than the sea, I can never guess."

Allen stood up and walked into the suite next to him, he was ready to take a break so that he could have more energy for his work.

However, his mind kept coming up with that bright white body like moonlight, the eyelashes that trembled like butterfly wings, the curved corners of his lips like moon teeth, it was beautiful, charming and intoxicated.......

It was enough to tug at his heartstrings.

Unable to sleep, he lit a cigar and watched it slowly burn.

In the early morning, the light of the morning sunlight formed a mischievous slash through the window seam and poured on Anne Miller's face, reflecting her cheeks brightly and beautifully.

Anne slowly opened her eyes, the crystal luxury chandelier on the ceiling glowed with an enchanting glow that stung her eyes, and she winced, realizing with horror that this was not her room!

Looking around at the luxuriously unfamiliar grid that should be the hotel, she sat up violently.

"Hiss....it hurts...."

Her head and body hurt so badly. It was as if she had been crushed and she couldn't get an inch off her body. What was going on?

She struggled to recall, attempting to remember anything, but her memory rested only on the glass of wine that accompanied the drink, and what followed was a blank.

Where were Mom and Dad? Why didn't they bring her home?

As she surveyed herself, there were several small areas of unknown redness on her body, and ominous thoughts suddenly struck her mind, she had to take a look in the mirror.

When she got off the bed and her feet landed on the ground, Anne almost fell over; it was a bit of a tearing sensation, especially under the belly.

Anne walked into the bathroom and examined her carefully in the mirror. There were red marks on her neck, collarbone, chest, shoulder blades and back. Was that a hickey?

Holding back the pain, she stumbled back to the bedroom and as soon as she lifted the covers, the sheets were dotted with a few drops of falling red.

"Ah!"

The conjecture in her heart was finally confirmed, and Anne shrieked in surprise, she fell on the ground powerlessly, did her mother sell her for business?

If that's the case, it's still chilling!

Anne ran her slender ten fingers through her hair, she held her head and crouched against the wall helplessly, and she was lost, sad, and confused......

She stared at her phone and repeatedly tried to call the police, but she eventually dismissed the idea.

People who come here to spend money were either rich or noble, and this was a small matter that could be easily solved for them, but on the contrary, she would be laughed and talked by others.

Her emotions calmed down a little and she decided to leave first, she picked up the clothes on the floor and struggled to get them on, and then she simply washed her face and walked out.

She took a car and headed straight for the Roman Times villa to confront her mother face to face.

Pushing open the door of the house, she vaguely head her mother's happy laughter rippling through the air, she felt unusually prickly, and she clenched her fists and walked straight in...