The Wife In Disguise

Joshua Riley has been found!

David’s eyes crossed a cold awning, and he hurriedly disguised himself and went out with his assistant.

In a remote suburb, in an unoccupied warehouse, Joshua knelt on the ground with a look of apprehension.

“Who the hell are you people? I don’t have any money, did you kidnap the wrong person.”

It’s really depressing.

He was properly playing cards in Croydon and was inexplicably tied up back there.

Why did you tie him up?

The two bodyguards stood expressionlessly on either side, like two big Buddhas.

Joshua’s feet were numb from kneeling and he tried to stand up to move his muscles, but he was pinned down by two bodyguards.

“Be honest!”

Joshua let out an ouch and gasped, “Who the hell are you guys? I need to go to the bathroom, can you guys let me go first?”

The bodyguard ignored him and just held him down to keep him from getting up.

Joshua screamed and yelled over and over again.

Soon, David and his assistant walked in, one after the other.

Joshua looked at David, who was wearing a mask and a duck-tongue cap, but with an air of dignity, and called out, “Did you have someone kidnapped? Why did you kidnap me?”

He doesn’t usually watch TV or entertainment news, and certainly doesn’t know David.

David took off his mask and hat and stared at him with cold eyes.

“So you’re Joshua Riley?”

Joshua felt the chill around him and his aura weakened a few points, “I am, which one are you?”

The corners of David’s mouth hooked up bloodthirsty cold arc, no matter what, a hand grabbed his lapel, fiercely swinging fist at each other.

Joshua was beaten and cried out in pain.

“Brother forgive me, don’t fight, if you fight again, someone will be killed!”

David’s eyes were full of chill, and ignored his pleading voice, just wanting to take a bite out of Summer’s anger.

Seeing that Joshua was beaten to the point of incontinence, a side assistant advised, “David, don’t fight, if you keep fighting, it’s really going to kill people.”

David looked at the man who looked like a dead dog and threw him to the ground in disgust.

The assistant hurriedly handed him a paper handkerchief to wipe his hands.

David wiped his hands slowly and methodically, staring down at Joshua, who was grunting in pain.

“Why did you show up out of nowhere and stalk Summer? Aren’t you looking for death?”

Hearing this, Joshua’s bloodshot eyelids twitched, and only then did he react to the fact that he was beaten, and Summer had something to do with it.

That dead girl has found a backer?

These days he had wanted to continue to follow her and scare her into a nervous breakdown.

I just didn’t expect her to be away on business all of a sudden.

So he went to Croydon, thinking he would come back to her after a few bets.

I never thought I would be tied back!

“Joshua Riley, if you want to stay alive for a little while, tell me honestly why you’re following Summer?”

David saw Joshua’s eyes wandering and slowly squatted down to ask.

He still had a trace of illusion in his heart.

This matter has nothing to do with one’s mother.

It was Joshua himself who approached Summer.

“Brother, I… I didn’t follow Summer. I just ran into her by chance and said hello to her, please let me go.”

Joshua’s eyes flickered and he acted pitiful.

David laughed coldly and slowly got up, raising his foot to his face.

“Still not telling the truth? Looks like you’re really tired of living.”

David’s foot used a little force, and Joshua screamed again.

“Ah, don’t step on it, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you everything.”

“Come on.”

David put his foot down and asked in a cold voice.

“Yes, it was someone who found me and told me to follow Summer and scare her.”

Joshua grunted in pain and did not dare to hide the truth anymore.

David’s dark eyes narrowed, “Who found you?”

“It’s a woman.” Joshua said truthfully.

David’s heart sank slightly, “What kind of woman?”

“She was wearing a mask and it was nighttime, so I didn’t know what she looked like.”

Joshua paused and said, “But she said one last thing. She said: my wife said, if you do a good job, is not to treat you poorly.”

Madam!

Who would have a problem with Summer?

I think his mother ordered someone to do it, right?

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