Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself

As soon as Max arrived at the gate of the Waltson family, he called Amy.

When Amy went downstairs, the aunt on duty had fallen asleep in the small bedroom on duty.

She crept out of the living room and came to the gate carefully.

No one found out halfway.

When she got into Max’s car, she smiled and said, “Nobody found me out.”

Max rubbed her head: “Well done.”

He unfastened his seat belt, leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Amy nervously pointed to the camera in front of her.

Max understood, fastened his seat belt again and set off.

Back to Max’s house, it’s almost one o’clock.

Max held Amy for a long time, and finally held the bottom line.

Before going to bed, Amy set the alarm clock.

Max could not help laughing when he saw that the time was four o’clock. “Need it be so early?”

Amy said solemnly: “Of course, after four o’clock, there are many people in the yard. I don’t want to be seen. It’s too embarrassing.”

Max looked at the current time. It was more than two o’clock.

Is she sure she can get up?

In the morning, Amy felt warm when the sun outside the window fell on her.

She turned over and sank into the warm arms beside her.

But after a few seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes.

it’s dawn.

She crawled up and said, “It’s over, Max Brother, it’s dawn.”

Max turned lazily and pulled her back into his arms.

“I know. Anyway, it’s already this time. Go to sleep.”

“How can I do that…” Amy struggled to get up.

Max refused to let go, and said in her ear with a magnetic voice: “It’s too late anyway. Just eat breakfast and leave.”

Amy’s face tightens. How can I do that? The later I go back, the easier it is to reveal.

When Max saw her hesitating, he said, “It’s eight o’clock. When you go back, you happen to meet your third brother. What do you say then? It’s better to wait for him to go to the company. If you go back, you’ll say you got up early and took a walk.”

Amy heard it, it seems… reasonable.

She wondered, “Is this mobile phone alarm clock broken? I haven’t heard any sound.”

Max hooked up his lips, and he turned it off, but of course she couldn’t hear.

“It should be that we slept too much, and I didn’t hear.”

Amy muttered, “You can’t go to bed too late to delay things.”

Her voice fell and her mobile phone rang.

Seeing that it was Luna’s call, Amy took her mobile phone and said to Max like a hot potato: “My third sister-in-law.”

“I guess she found that you are not at home. Calm down. As long as you are stable, they are the ones who can’t be stable.”

Amy exhaled and answered her mobile phone: “Hello, Sister-in-law.”

“Amy, where are you? I asked you to have breakfast, but you were not there.”

Amy glanced at Max again, “I woke up early today and felt bored lying in bed, so I went out for a walk. I walked a little far, but I haven’t walked back yet.”

“Well, I’ll let your third brother go after eating, and I’ll wait for you.”

Amy looked at the time and said, “Third sister-in-law, eat first. I’ll go back and have some myself later.”

“Will you be long?”

“More than half an hour.”

Max frowned for half an hour

Amy hung up and immediately jumped out of bed and hurriedly began to pack up.

Max looked at her, sat on the edge of the bed and laughed.

Amy said to him, “Max Brother, what are you laughing at?”

“Laugh at you,” Max got up, walked over and held her in his arms.

Amy looked up at him and said, “Why are you laughing at me?”

“Don’t be so flustered. Your third sister-in-law called you to worry about you, not to check your post. Take your time, don’t panic, huh?”

Amy was silent for a moment, and couldn’t help smiling.

Max bowed his head and kissed her for a moment before going out with her.

He drove Amy to the intersection of the Waltson family villa.

Before Amy got off the car, Max took her hand and said, “I’ll pick you up tonight.”

“I’m not going to die tonight,” Amy said.

You can hide it from the past today, but tomorrow is not certain.

“Besides, Max Brother, you should also pay attention to it. There is no such sticky person as you in love. You have to do your own business.”

She tooted her mouth, waved her hand to him and said goodbye, then got out of the car and trotted in the direction of the Waltson family.

Max frowned, sticky?

He?

He is sticky.

This little girl can really prick people.

At noon, Badaire Coman, who was taking over work in the company, received a call from the driver.

“Master Coman, Miss Penelope has just brought a man into Fuhai Hotel.”

Badaire Coman stared, “I know.”

After hanging up the phone, he said to the secretary, “I will go out later.”

The secretary said with some worry, “But the old man will come later.”

Badaire Coman glanced at him.

The secretary stopped talking at once.

Badaire Coman picked up the car key and strode away.

Fuhai Hotel is not far from Dade Group. He drove two blocks and arrived.

The driver greeted him as soon as he appeared.

“Master Coman.”

“What about people?”

“It’s already upstairs.”

Badaire Coman walked quickly to the hotel.

With the help of the hotel manager, he found Penelope’s room and knocked directly at the door.

The person who opened the door was Penelope.

Penelope was surprised to see Badaire Coman at the door.

“Master Coman? Why did you come here?”

Badaire Coman bypassed Penelope and walked directly into the room.

Penelope followed him, “Master Coman, please wait…”

There is a man and a woman in the room.

The man lay in bed with his upper body bare.

The woman stood at the end of the bed with a camera, as if to take a picture.

Badaire Coman frowned and turned to Penelope. “What are you doing?”

“I…” Penelope was embarrassed for a moment. “Nothing. Master Coman came to see me? What’s up?”

Badaire Coman did not respond to her, but glared coldly at the other two people in the room.

“You go out.”

Penelope was excited and held Badaire Coman’s arm: “Master Coman…”

“Get out.”

Badaire Coman was angry. The two men looked at each other and left quickly.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Penelope exhaled and turned to go.

But Badaire Coman held her wrist and glared at her.

Penelope frowned: “Master Coman, what are you doing?”

“I should ask you what you want to do.”

Penelope is somewhat speechless. Does this gentleman have amnesia?

She clearly told him about her plan yesterday.

“I’m preparing evidence.”

“Evidence of messing with men?”

She sighed and nodded: “Yes, I want to go out to find the reporter to clarify, and always use the facts. Without evidence, others will say that I was forced to do this by Max, which is not good for anyone.”

“Well, since you insist, let me help you.”

Penelope paused: “What?”

Badaire Coman said that he had unbuttoned his clothes and walked towards her