Chapter 1896: 454: Viola Thompson’s Choice!
Upon hearing this.
The long-haired woman was still facing the window, watching outside, without turning around.
A mont passed, she continued, “Rember to keep a close watch these days.”
“Okay, Miss.” The assistant nodded.
“Miss, if there’s nothing else, I will go out first. Call if you need anything.”
After finishing the statent, the long-haired woman seed to rember sothing, “Wait a mont.”
“Do you have any other orders?” The assistant stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at the long-haired woman.
From his angle, he could only see one side of the long-haired woman.
It was sowhat blurry.
But it was not hard to see, she was a beauty, and a rare one at that.
The long-haired woman then spoke, “Be cautious, don’t let Viola Thompson find out.”
“Rest assured,” the assistant nodded.
“Go out.”
Only then did the assistant turn and leave.
Shortly after the assistant left, a young man walked out of the room.
He walked straight to the sofa, sat down, crossing his legs, picked up a bottle of cola from the coffee table, and gulped it down, finishing half the bottle in one breath and even burped heartily.
He had no image to speak of.
The long-haired woman remained indifferent, not even turning her head.
The man put down the cola, looked up at the long-haired woman, and asked with squinting eyes, “Don’t you think you’re playing too big of a ga here?”
“Where?”
The man continued, “To get rid of Viola Thompson, you’ve involved so many innocent people, do you really have the heart to do this?”
“They are all lowly and an.”
The lives of the lowly and an are naturally insignificant as ants.
Hearing this, the man squinted his eyes.
The long-haired woman’s gaze still fixed outside the window, with an undeniable tone of sarcasm, “You speak as if you are so noble. Do you really care about the lives or death of these lowly people?”
The man did not speak.
The room returned to silence.
A mont later, the man stood up from the sofa and walked outside.
The long-haired woman inside the room snorted coldly.
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Linta Tribe.
Viola Thompson had the entire eastern area sealed off and even had preventive dicine packs made overnight.
Wearing the dicine packs had the effect of preventing infection.
With the virus coming on strong, Viola Thompson alone could not possibly resist it, so she called her other five disciples.
These five disciples were scattered around the world.
All sowhat accomplished, guarding peace in their regions.
Upon receiving Viola Thompson’s instructions, they all put down their cellphones and rushed to the Linta Tribe in Frica.
Because of Ebola, Viola Thompson had been busy all night without sleep.
Terrence Lentz also followed her and helped throughout the night.
Frequent exposure to sickness makes one a doctor.
Terrence Lentz had so knowledge of dical principles.
With Nathaniel Besian bedridden and Terrence Lentz’s help, Viola Thompson could relax quite a bit.
The night passed.
Viola Thompson took off her protective suit and looked at Terrence Lentz, “Lentz, you should go back and rest a bit, you’ve been busy all night.”
“I am not tired,” Terrence Lentz replied in a low tone.
Viola Thompson gently smiled, touching Terrence Lentz’s arm, “Then I am tired, co back and rest with .”
The current situation was indeed very serious.
But only with proper rest could they exert their greatest capacities.
“Alright,” Terrence Lentz slightly nodded, “actually, I’m tired too.”
Terrence Lentz felt that if he were born in ancient tis and happened to be an emperor, he would certainly be a negligent ruler.
Addicted to feminine charms.
After returning to their room, they both slept for a while.
On one bed.
But Terrence Lentz did not dare to get too close, picking up a blanket to place between them.
Seeing him do this, Viola Thompson joked, “Am I a man-eating tiger?”
“No, not at all,” Terrence Lentz replied.
Viola Thompson slightly raised her eyebrow, “Then why are you staying so far away from ?”
From the look of Terrence Lentz, it seed he wished to be hundreds of ters away from her!
Those who knew the situation understood they were fiancés, but others who didn’t know might think they were sworn enemies!
Terrence Lentz lay on the bed fully clothed, not directly answering Viola Thompson’s question and instead spoke in a low tone, “Let’s sleep, I’m very sleepy.”
Viola Thompson stretched her leg and kicked him, laughing as she said, “Answer my question first, have you stopped loving ?”
“n are really fickle!”
Hearing this, Terrence Lentz imdiately sat up in bed, grabbed Viola Thompson’s hand, “Miss Thompson, let tell you a secret, n are not only fickle, but n can also transform.”
His voice was sowhat hoarse.
And Viola Thompson’s hand was also pulled to cover his waist.
Feeling sothing was wrong, Viola Thompson imdiately withdrew her hand, and playfully said, “Let’s sleep, I’m sleepy too.”
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