Seize His Little Wife

Christine White is stunned, “Baird Lane you …”

“I’m not kidding, Christine, and you know, with my character, I’m up to it.” Baird Lane stared into her eyes.

Christine White was silent, unable to refute his remark.

Because she knew that what he said was true, and he did do it.

“Don’t you think, you’ve gone too far?” Christine White gritted her teeth and glared at him indignantly.

Baird Lane laughed lowly, “Excessive? Then you left me, don’t you think you went too far?”

“It’s not the same, you’re stealing the idea!” Christine White’s voice rose.

Baird Lane lifted her chin, “It’s no different, and anyway, I’ve put my word here, if you leave, I’ll make sure you never see Bo again, so think about it.”

As the words fell, his cell phone suddenly rang.

All Baird Lane had to do was let go of Christine White, get up off of her, and pull out his cell phone to answer the call.

I don’t know what the person on the other end of the line said, but he answered a few times, then said he’d be right there and hung up.

“Something’s come up with the group, I’m going to be gone for a while, and I hope I’ll still see you when I get back, otherwise …”

Baird Lane didn’t say anything more in the latter words, but the meaning Christine White had understood.

Christine White pursed her red lips with a sullen gaze as she watched him go out the door and pounded her fists on the bed a few times in anger.

“Asshole!”

To actually threaten her with this is abhorrent!

Never to see Xiaobao, thanks to him for thinking of it!

“Ma’am.” At that moment, Aunt Lucy’s voice rang through the door.

Christine White wiped the corners of her eyes and forced down the anger in her heart as she returned, “Come in.”

Aunt Lucy pushes the door open and enters, still dragging her suitcase from earlier.

“Ma’am, this is the luggage Mr. asked me to bring back for you, Mr. said you have promised not to leave.” Aunt Lucy said as she pointed to the luggage.

Christine White barely tugged at the corners of her mouth, “Well, he’s right, thanks Aunt Lucy for bringing it back for me.”

Ugh!

What do you mean she promised not to go.

Did she say yes? She didn’t say yes, okay?

Instead, he, Baird Lane, is pretty much threatening her with Bo.

“You’re welcome, where does the Mrs. put it?” Aunt Lucy asked with a smile.

She thought Christine White had really agreed to stay away of her own free will, and was glad of it for the moment.

Christine White pointed to a spot in the corner of the room, “Put it there, I’ll clean it up later.”

“Okay.” Aunt Lucy nodded and set her suitcase down.

Christine White rubbed her cheek and asked, “Aunt Lucy, where’s Bo?”

“little baby is at Er Shao’s place, recently the two uncles and nephews have been spending a lot of time together, I can see that little baby likes Er Shao very much.” Aunt Lucy replied.

Christine White nodded her head in the affirmative, “I’ll go check on Bo.”

With that, she got off the bed and headed out of the room.

Across the street is Hugh Dong’s room.

She knocked on the door and a voice soon came through, “Come in.”

Christine White pushed the door in, “Hugh Dong, I’m here to see Xiaobao.”

“It’s you.” Hugh Dong saw her walk in and smiled slightly.

Since waking up, Hugh Dong’s temperament has changed, he has become very smiley, and his whole person has become gentle, he can’t see at all the kind of hangdog that he was six years ago, and he gives off an inscrutable look at all times.

Maybe it’s because you don’t have to live in inexplicable hatred, so your whole demeanor has sunk in.

She liked this Hugh Dong, this kind of Hugh Dong is what gives people a feeling of living for themselves.

Thinking about it, Christine White nodded towards Hugh Dong and then reached out to the little treasure in his arms, “Baby, mommy’s coming over, how’s mommy baby?”

Bao turned around at the sound of her voice, dropping the Rubik’s Cube in his hands and voluntarily lunging towards her arms.

Christine White smiled and picked up little baby for a bite, “So good! Did you disturb uncle?”

Po shook his head.

Christine White stroked his little head.

Hugh Dong said, “little baby is very well behaved and doesn’t make a lot of noise, I enjoy spending time with little baby.”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Then let Bo spend more time with you from now on.” Christine White said.

Hugh Dong nodded, “Of course!”

Christine White walked over to one side of the couch and sat down with Bo in her arms.

Hugh Dong asked her, “Where’s Baird Lane?”

“He’s gone on business.” Christine White replied tersely.

Hugh Dong pursed his lips, “He didn’t do anything to you just now, did he?”

He remembered the scene where Baird Lane had dragged her toward her room with an angry look on his face.

Christine White shook her head, “That’s not true.”

But it threatened her.

But that was something she wasn’t going to say, and saying it would only make Hugh Dong angry for her.

“No is good.” Hugh Dong could see that Christine White wasn’t lying and nodded reassuringly.

In the time that followed, Christine White talked with Hugh Dong for a while, and only left Hugh Dong’s room with little baby in her arms after she saw that little baby was yawning.

When she had settled Bao, Aunt Lucy came over and called her, “Ma’am, there’s a lawyer for you!”

“A lawyer?” Christine White froze.

Aunt Lucy returned, “Well, the solicitor says there’s a will made by Leo Bort in his hand for you to sign.”

“Oh, I know.” Christine White remembered when she heard about Leo Bort’s will.

“Where’s the lawyer?” Christine White asked.

“It’s in the parlor.”

“I’ll go over first.” Christine White said, lifting her foot toward the parlor.

When she arrived at the parlor, a well-dressed, middle-aged lawyer was sitting on the couch and stood up when he saw her coming, “Ms. White.”

Christine White flinched.

Christine White …

What a long time ago name!

She was, for a moment, in a trance.

“Call me Ms. Camp, White is a last name I haven’t used in a long time.” Christine White corrected.

She hasn’t been Christine White since the day she left the country six years ago.

Although the lawyer didn’t know why Christine White asked him to call out to Ms. Camp, she didn’t ask, and in a businesslike manner, she took out a document from her briefcase and handed it over, “Ms. Camp, this is Mr. Leo Bort’s will, so take a look and see if there are any problems.”

Christine White hmmm’d and took the paper and sat down across the room to look at it.

After reading it, she put the will down, “There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just a villa, and a few of his organs that aren’t worth much, it’s not like there are billions of dollars to be inherited, how much of a problem can it be?”

When the lawyer heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, “Ms. Camp is right, since Ms. Camp thinks it’s okay, then sign it, after signing, I’ll go back to do the notarization, and then this will will officially come into effect.”

Christine White nodded, took the pen he handed her and ripped it open, signing her name to the will.

After signing it, she handed the pen over with the will, “Please sir.”

“You’re welcome, I work for my employer too.” The lawyer put the will in his briefcase and excused himself.

Christine White, knowing that the employer he was talking about was Ives Norton, took out her cell phone and dialed Ives Norton’s number.

Ives Norton was probably busy and didn’t answer the phone, so she had to put the phone down and hang up, then send a text message instead, telling him about the will and that the lawyer had been here.

I’m sure he’ll get back to her when he sees the missive.

“Ma’am, has the lawyer left?” Aunt Lucy inquired as she came over with two cups of tea, not seeing the lawyer but only Christine White alone.

Christine White hmmm’d, “Gone.”

“Then I was preparing for nothing.” Aunt Lucy sighed.

Christine White smiled, “Put it down, I’ll just drink it all.”

“That’s fine.” Aunt Lucy put two cups of tea in front of her.

Christine White picked up a glass and took a sip.

Aunt Lucy sat down beside her, “Ma’am, tomorrow is Molly Bort’s execution day, isn’t it?”