Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 338

　　Jessica quickly left the private club, just a short distance out, and saw Romeo and Beatrice, who came in a hurry, both with pale faces and an anxious look.

　　"Uncle Romeo, Aunt Beatrice, what brings you two here?"

　　Jessica jogged all the way up to meet her.

　　"Jessica, are you okay? We were so scared, we rushed over as soon as we heard about it, the private club is too dangerous, you are a delicate little girl running here, if something really happens, how can we explain it."

　　The first time Romeo and Beatrice saw Jessica, they rushed to see if she was hurt.

　　"Don't worry, you guys, I'm safe, no one can take advantage of me, what about Qing Qing? Is it safe already?"

　　Jessica knew that the two must be worried about her safety, but still did not let them act rashly, after all, a hair to move the whole body.

　　"Jessica don't worry, your BFF has been picked up by a man named Felix, she's safe."

　　Beatrice nodded and reassured Jessica.

　　"In fact, at first your best friend wanted to wait for you to come back and then leave, but Felix looked very bad, directly carried her away, I see the two relationship is not ordinary, so I did not have the good sense to stop."

　　Romeo spoke a little awkwardly.

　　Jessica smiled, a hanging heart completely down, after all, Amara in any place, not in Felix's side to the safer.

　　"Jessica, what the hell is going on, how did you run here, and I can see that your best friend is a front, those people's goal, must be you, just waiting for you to be forced to jump into the pit themselves, you tell me the name of the other party, I beat their family ancestors are afraid to recognize him!"

　　Romeo's face was serious, his fists clenched and crunched.

　　"Uncle Romeo, you can rest assured that there are people who have had too many days to rest and want to find something, but I can solve it myself, after all, THE Armstrong family, is not just to let people bully go."

　　Jessica guffawed.

　　Romeo and Beatrice looked at each other and nodded, that was right, the couple believed Jessica's words, she did have the ability and was very resourceful, since she said so, it was more relieving to let her handle it herself.

　　"Jessica, don't worry, we believe in you, but the Armstrong family will always be your strongest backer, no one, even if we trade our lives, we won't let anyone bully you!"

　　Beatrice held Jessica's hand as the three spoke and returned to the car.

　　"Jessica ah, where are we going?"

　　Romeo thought very simple, just from this kind of ghost place out, or don't go home good, even if you go out for a walk, don't tighten the nerves, a little girl, even if the more resourceful, will always be afraid of.

　　"Uncle Romeo, Aunt Beatrice, I have a matter that must be concluded now."

　　Jessica's eyes are like the cold that permeates the ice, and her voice is clear and cold.

　　"Huh?"

　　Romeo didn't react too well.

　　"Jessica, where are you going? What's the closure?"

　　Beatrice looked to Jessica and spoke with concern.

　　"Send me to the Fletcher residence!"

　　......

　　The Fletcher family mansion.

　　Adrian is having a small meeting in the study, instructing no one to go near the study half a step, as Director of the Fletcher Group, Frank, has been silently standing at the front door position, the brain but any normal people, will not go at this time to find unhappy.

　　Connie knocked gently on the door, holding a tray in her hand as she made fresh tea with a stack of snacks by hand.

　　"Enter."

　　After ten seconds or so, Adrian's low, magnetic voice came out.

　　Connie stepped gracefully into the study.

　　Adrian was sitting in front of his computer in a black suit, and his desk was piled with papers.

　　Two men, one inquiring, one replying succinctly.

　　"Hello."

　　Frank saw Connie walk to the desk, did not move to close the file, a slight nod, looked at Adrian , see him nod, then exit the study.

　　Frank is a very shrewd person, some things have long seen through, since Mr. intentionally evasive, even Mrs. Fletcher, can not reveal half a point, he naturally understand this reasoning.

　　Even though Frank's voice was soft, Connie heard him clearly, and he never called her Mrs. Fletcher from the time she entered the Fletcher residence, a matter that has always been on Connie's mind.

　　Obviously, she can't take it out on Adrian, and she doesn't have the guts to do so.

　　In Frank's eyes, the patriarch wife of Fletcher family, from the beginning to the end, there is only one Amiyah, there is no other.

　　No one deserves to be called Mrs. Fletcher by him.

　　Without Adrian's authorization, Frank would not have had the guts to do this.