Love is like water, and it's also boil water. You can drink it every day when it's hot or cold. You can
wash your face and hands with it the next night. It's pure and simple. It's hard to tell how it's good to
drink or how nutritious it is. It's not necessary.
Wonderful and romantic were obvious to be felt for everyone in relationship. Silence was the best way
to express love.
In the villa, Michelle walked back and forth anxiously. She wanted to call him, but she was afraid of
waking him up. After thinking for a while, Michelle decided to wait at home.
Seeing her daughter like this, Olivia also felt bad.
She wanted to comfort her, but found that there was nothing to say. As a woman, Olivia didn't know
much about the business in the company, but as a mother, she felt uncomfortable when she saw her
child being anxious.
After hesitating for a long time, Michelle finally dialed the assistant's number.
"James, how's it going?"
Michelle asked anxiously after the phone was connected.
"Judging from the current situation, the company's crisis seems to be deepened. Now, the CEO is too
busy to drink water." The assistant's tone was a little depressed. It seemed that he wanted to calm
down.
He had been with Scott for such a long time. It would be a lie if he said he had no feelings for Scott.
Now such a big thing happened in the company. If he left, it would be unfaithful to Scott.
After hanging up the phone, Michelle rushed out of the bedroom. She had to go to the company to see
what was going on, or she would always feel uncomfortable.
"Mrs. Michelle, there is your letter."
As soon as she appeared at the stairway, the housekeeper came up with a yellow wrapped letter.
Michelle took it over with hesitation. She looked at the address and name on the envelope and found
that it was her.
However, sender didn't write down the address, name or other information.
"Who could it be?"
Vaguely, Michelle felt that the letter was a little weird. She had been restless since she received it. It
was as if something big was about to happen.
Thinking of this, she opened the envelope.
What appeared in front of her was only a few words: leave him, or you will be responsible for the
consequences.
Be responsible for the consequences?
Was this a threat letter? In this era, there was such a thing. It was really an antique.
After closing the letter, Michelle couldn't help but laugh. She crushed the letter and threw it into the
trash can as if nothing had happened.
"Butler, do you know who sent this letter?"
When she went downstairs, Michelle asked the housekeeper.
"I don't know. I also found it in the mailbox outside the villa and didn't see who sent it. But Mrs.
Michelle, Mr. Scott also received the same letter a few days ago. "
"The same letter?" Michelle asked.
"Yes, but the color of the envelope is different. But there is no contact information of the other party for
the two envelopes. I think this should be sent by the same person. "
According to all the deeds, this letter must have been sent by the same person. However, the previous
letter had been torn up by Scott, and there was no clue now.
However, Michelle felt that the man seemed to be watching her. Otherwise, how could the other party
know that she was in Scott's villa?
Now it seemed that she had to go to the company.
"Butler, please prepare the car for me. I have to go to the company."
"Yes, Mrs. Michelle."
The car was driving on a broad road. Michelle rolled down the window and turned her head to look out
of the window. If she could be as calm as the scenery outside, it would be good.
Suddenly, a truck rushed out from the path in front of her car, which caught the driver by surprise. He
hurriedly stepped on the brake and turned the steering wheel. It was not easy for him to get out of
danger.
When the car kept a certain distance from the truck, Michelle looked back at the truck parked on the
roadside and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was fine. Otherwise, she would be sent to the
hospital again, which would bring trouble to Scott.
"Madam, are you okay?"
The driver's voice came from the front. Michelle looked at him, shook her head and said, "nothing."
Hearing Michelle's voice, the driver breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Michelle was fine. Otherwise,
he wouldn't have be killed.
The car continued to drive on the spacious road. Michelle's eyes were still fixed outside the window, but
the next second she found that the truck that had just rushed out had already caught up!
Her intuition told her that the truck was coming for her!
Was the letter really so effective? Or they had already planned everything? Then, why did he do this?
Was it just for the sake of Scott?
The driver also found that there was something wrong and quickly sped up.
All of a sudden, the two cars ran on the road like crazy. There were few cars passing this road before,
so only two cars were driving on the road now.
The truck approached them step by step. It seemed that it had stepped on the accelerator to the
maximum and hit their car.
Due to inertia, Michelle fell forward.
"Madam!"
Seeing this, the driver shouted in a hurry, afraid that she was hurt.
Michelle raised her head and looked at the driver, "I'm fine. Speed up!"
The driver stepped on the gas again and sped up to the highest point.
The black car ran like a gust of wind, and the truck also seemed increasing the speed to the highest,
still approaching.
Michelle really doubted whether this truck was modified or not. Otherwise, how could it drive so fast?
It was so outrageous!
All of a sudden, Michelle remembered the contents of the letter. Only then did she realize that the car
was actually the one mentioned in the letter.
She had to be responsible for the consequences. It seemed that it really had something to do with this
matter.
Who would kill her?
Thinking of this, Michelle felt that the rear of the car was hit hard by the truck again.
"Madam, please hold the handrail."
Michelle suddenly forgot that there was a handrail above her head. If she held it, she wouldn't lean
forward awkwardly.
However, at this time, the truck began to distance itself from their car, and then it suddenly sped up and
rushed up. The rear end of the car was horrible after several times.
Michelle doubted the driver's driving skill.
Generally speaking, a car should be faster than a truck, shouldn't it? But why was their car slower than
the truck?
There was a tunnel ahead, and a bad idea spread from Michelle's mind
"Scott!"
It was very dark in the tunnel. Michelle couldn't adapt to it in time, and the driver couldn't turn on the
two lights in front of the car in an instant. Michelle only felt that the truck behind her had caught up with
them and started to hit horizontally.
Michelle called Scott's name in fear, spreading in the long and narrow tunnel.
In the president's office of the Jiang Group.
Scott suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the door, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He bit his lips,
covered his chest with his hand and stood up from the chair.
He walked to the door and turned the doorknob subconsciously, only to find that he had no strength at
all.
Vaguely, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor, but when he listened carefully, it was more like
the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the marble floor.
Now, Walter and his assistant had been busy with other things, and he only had a rest in the office.
"How could it happen?
Facing the sense of powerlessness all over his body, Scott only felt strange. He cursed in secret, but
found that it did not work at all.
His vision was still blurred, especially the position of his heart, which was so painful that he could
hardly breathe.
When he fell down, he saw the office door was pushed open and a pair of bright red high heels
appeared. He wanted to raise head to see who it was, but he lost consciousness the next second.
When she opened her eyes again, Michelle found that she had walked out of the tunnel. She turned
around and looked behind, only to find that the truck had already disappeared.
She breathed a sigh of relief finally.
It turned out that at the last moment, the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and began to
race with the truck. At the same time, the driver played some tricks.
Michelle raised her head and saw the gate of the Jiang Group.
She opened the door and got out of the car. When she turned around, she found that the car's door
was almost broken. She couldn't imagine if it was not a luxury car, would it have been broken on the
road?
Almost rushing into the Jiang Group, Michelle ran directly to floor 23.
It was a long time when the elevator went up.
The office was not locked. Unlike usual, the whole floor was extremely and strangely quiet.
She should have been happy and excited to see him, but now she was not happy at all. Instead, her
heart beat rapidly.
Michelle pushed the door open carefully and walked in. Suddenly, she heard the woman's coquettish
voice.
Michelle was shocked and her hand on the doorknob paused. She gritted her teeth and persuaded
herself that she just heard it wrong. But the screams were getting louder and louder, and it didn't take
her seriously at all.
After hesitating for a while, Michelle opened the door in front of her. She walked in and found no one in
the office. The documents on the table were scattered all over the ground.
When she was about to pick it up, the woman's voice rang in her ears again.
She turned around and saw that the door of the bedroom in the office was ajar, and the dissolute
woman's scream came from there. Suddenly, her heart was burning, and her feet were so heavy.
She told herself in her heart that it was not what she thought, but she still couldn't help walking over to
see what was going on.
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