Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1788

Elegant music, warm atmosphere, the air is filled with the fragrance of roses, two people slowly walked in, Dolly's whole person soon relaxed a lot.

"How's that? Better?" Vincent leaned into her ear and asked softly.

Dolly nodded gently, a little embarrassed.

"What do you mean? Failed? What are you doing for food? It's that hard to ask you to create a car accident?" On the phone, Amara's voice was biting.

"No, Miss, listen to me, I was really ready to hit that woman, who knew that a man would appear on the road."

A man?Amara lifted her head and looked out the window with half-squinted eyes, lost in thought.

How could it be so coincidental?

Wait a minute, that man couldn't have known about her plan all along, could he? That's not true either, her plan, in addition to herself and the perpetrator, there is no third person knows!

"Okay, I know, you recently go abroad, do not stay in the country."

After a few words, Amara hung up the phone directly, this world, so care about Dolly's man, in addition to Brayden, that only ......Vincent left!

In an instant, Amara understood it all.

"Amara, what are you thinking about? Let's go!" Jayden whispered as he picked up his jacket from the couch and walked over.

Where to? Where to?Amara immediately turned around and looked curiously at the man who was slowly walking over, somewhat puzzled.

"What? Did you forget again? Didn't we already agree? Let's go out to eat tonight." Jayden gently knocked her on the head, deliberately pretending to spoil, softly said.

In fact, the phone call, Jayden has heard, although he can not fully guess the whole thing, but the general situation, he already has the bottom of the heart.

"Oh, right oh, sorry, I just forgot, come on, let's go eat."

And the picture of Dolly and Vincent eating together was captured by a tiny reporter not far from the entrance of the western restaurant.

"Why aren't you home yet?" Brayden asked worriedly.

"I'll be back in a minute." Dolly immediately prevaricated.

"What are you doing now? Where?" Brayden continued to ask.

Dolly hesitated for a moment and chose to lie, knowing full well that Brayden would be furious if he knew she was eating with Vincent.

"Did Brayden call you?" Vincent asked immediately as he took a sip of his coffee.

Dolly just laughed softly and didn't answer.

Yes, if not him, who else? Vincent sneered, with a slight resignation in his eyes.

"Er ......" suddenly, Dolly called out softly.

"What's wrong, Dolly?" Vincent immediately looked up at the woman in front of him with concern.

Dolly has been coughing incessantly, the expression looks a bit painful, Vincent some anxious, rushed to her, gently patting her back, for her to smooth the air, two people look a bit close.

And all of this has been filmed.

"Snap!"

A picture was dropped hard on the ground by Brayden.

"Mr. Kirkland," said the assistant, backing away in fear and looking scared.

"Where did this picture come from?" Brayden asked bluntly.

"Mr. Kirkland, that, the mail did not write the sending address and the sender's name." The assistant lowered his head and answered with a trembling voice.

Anonymous! Who the hell is trying to provoke his relationship with Dolly! Brayden slowly lifted his head and looked out the window, a murderous look in his eyes.

Vincent, you better not be behind this, or I will never let you off easily.

"Mr. Kirkland, how about you ask Miss Dean for clarification?" The assistant whispered.