Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 1263

Adriana only felt a pang of irony and suddenly felt that Ruth might be sad too.

"Prince Motril will be arriving in Obren this afternoon. are you planning to have Celine meet him in person or ......"

Half of the words were said and the rest was left to Chaya.

Peter sat on the sidelines, remaining absolutely silent as Adriana glowed and glowed.

His woman, always shining existence, in his eyes is a bright star, although not compete with the sun and moon, but is the most eye-catching of the stars in the sky.

"Wasn't it agreed that she would marry Prince Motril instead of Celine?"

Without waiting for Chaya to say anything, Bethany brushed her glasses and glanced at Adriana with cold eyes.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Adriana is not a soft touch either, "Sandra is the person in question, you should talk to her if you have something to say, not to me!"

The attitude is very hard-headed.

Sandra, who was sitting on the sidelines, was tense, but when she heard Adriana's words, she abruptly tilted her head to look at Adriana.

For some reason, a warmth overflowed from her heart at that moment.

Since the death of her parents, there is no one in her life who cares about her.

Although Sandra clearly knows that Adriana speaks for her only because she wants to marry Prince Motril on Celine's behalf, ...... she has promised Raylan, there is no turning back.

And at this moment Adriana is still willing to speak for her, to her surprise.

Bethany sword frown, glass glasses behind a pair of cold eyes flashed a cold light, but he suddenly felt a sharp edge, slightly skimming between the eyes will find Peter shady eyes staring at him, like a silent warning.

Even though he is Obren right elder, but for some reason, facing Peter, a handsome and handsome and silent man, he really has a few scruples.

Bethany raised an eyebrow, elbow propped on the armrest of the seat, tilted his head to look at a cup of fragrant tea with a curl of smoke placed on the table, did not speak again.

"You ......Sandra are right?"

Chaya then looked at her carefully for the first time, "If you have any requests, just ask."

Sandra subconsciously looked at Adriana, but saw Adriana nodded imperceptibly.

She secretly took a deep breath, her tongue lightly licking her red lips, her flickering gaze betraying her messy and nervous heart.

"Is it true that you will agree to anything I say?" She asked.

"Heh."

Chaya snorted lightly, thinking she was an insatiable woman, and said, "As long as it's not too much, I'll say yes."

"Good."

Just as Chaya's words fell, Sandra responded, but with a clear bite and a thud.

At that moment, it was as if the stone hanging at the bottom of the heart had finally fallen.

"I want ......," she said with desire, her hand clenched tightly on the arm of the mahogany seat, "for you to help me get rid of Theresa!"

Yes, get rid of Theresa!

As her words fell, everyone's eyes in the living room looked at her.

It can be described as 'a word to the four seats'.

Peter alone end of the alabaster cup, blew the curl of tea, a person calm and relaxed sipping fragrant tea, not moved.

"Theresa? Who is Theresa?" Bethany wasn't sure who Theresa was and looked at Adriana in confusion, waiting for her results.

Adriana knew that Sandra hated Theresa, but never thought she would take this opportunity to get rid of her.