Billionaire Defiant Wife Chapter 397
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Andrew knew Avery was alert to him, so he didn't invite her into the room.
Avery stood at the door alone and stamped her feet. There were mosquitoes here, and her legs were full of mosquitoes biting.
In the moonlight, there was dance music, songs, and light rising smoke.
The sound of footsteps caught Avery's attention. Several women passed by with some firewood in their hands. The women here had dark skin, and they couldn't help looking carefully at Avery when they saw her white and fair skin
"Miss Peters." It was the woman who had brought her water to wash her face in the morning, and she recognized her.
"Is that firewood for the bonfire?"
"It's for boiling medicine." The woman was urged to go quickly by the people behind her and smiled at Avery with apologies.
At this time, Andrew took a handbag out of the room.
"Your stuff."
Avery dropped it in the presidential palace after she was drugged. There was a cell phone inside.
Avery still looked at the direction where these women went away, "Does the medicine boiling need so much firewood?"
"There's a huge stove over there, and the medicine in it has been boiled for nearly a hundred years, which are said to cure all kinds of strange diseases. They are going to give it to your mother to wake her up."
"Does it really work?"
"Cambola City is located in the remote forest, and full of all kinds of creatures you have not heard of. If they want to live in the environment, they have to study all kinds of treatment methods. There is no shortage of reclusive talents."
Avery wondered whether these so-called talents could cure the newly developed toxin in her body.
After all, it could not be tested even by the most advanced medical equipment.
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Avery took her phone out of her handbag, but it still had no signal, "Do you know where my phone can get the signal?"
Andrew shook his head, "You didn't find everyone here had no phone?"
There was no signal, so she could not contact Evan and Diana. She searched through her handbag, and the card given by Diana was still there.
"The president has lots of business to do. He won't stay here for a long time."
Although there was no signal, Avery checked her mailbox as usual. There was new mail in the mailbox. Presumably, it had been received when the mobile phone had a signal.
The email was very brief: Two o'clock in the afternoon of October 15, and I will send you my address one day in advance.
There was no intention of seeking her opinion.
Avery could meet Diana a week later.
"I hope he won't stay there for more than a week." Avery responded to Andrew's words.
"He probably wants to take your mother away, and as things stand, it's a bit difficult to solve everything in a week."
Avery could come back to this place, but it's too hard to meet Diana.
"Will you take me out?"
"It's difficult. People of Rooney and the president were guarding the city wall. Logan brought you here on purpose. Do you think he just wanted to show you your mother?"
"What else?"
"Your mother is in a coma, and you are her daughter. If he wants to wake up your mother, in addition to taking medicine, he also needs you. Vegetables will have consciousness when they hear the voices of their loved ones."
Of course, it's good to wake up her mother, but her mother has been in a coma for more than a decade. Was a week enough?
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Andrew sent her back to her room. As Avery didn't eat much at night, she ate some porridge and then went to bed early.
Outside the hall. One of his men went to Ran and whispered, "A beautiful woman has been prepared for you and sent to your room."
Ran's eyes quickly flashed the light of evil, "Does she look like the women in Country B?"
The man shook his head, "Each place has its own way of supporting its own inhabitants. Unlike the climate in Country B, the ultraviolet here is relatively strong, so the women's skin is black. There were no women with white and fair skin in Cambola City."
Ran was disappointed, but soon his eyes were bright, "Who said they could not be found? Didn't there be two today?"
"You mean the women around the president?"
"Yes."
"Avery and Cindy are indeed very gorgeous, especially Avery. The daughter of Sleeping Beauty is indeed a beautiful woman. Cindy is not as beautiful as Avery, and she is the president's woman. You'd better not touch her. If your father and the president find out, we'll be in trouble."
"Who said I want to touch the president's woman?"
"You mean Avery, but she is pregnant."
"It's just for fun. Let her relieve my desire with her mouth."
"But..."
"Well, why are you so timid? The owner of the city is my father. What are you afraid of?" Ran interrupted his men.
"..."
"Get Avery to my room tonight. If she serves me tonight to my satisfaction, I may let her stay here. Come on. Just do it."
"Yes."
Now Ran's brain was full of Avery's soft and charming face. He wanted to jump into Avery's room now. Unfortunately, she was a pregnant woman.
If he put his penis into her mouth, it would be soft and comfortable.
He could get erect upon seeing Avery's face, similar to Olivia.
There was probably no one knowing that he wanted to get Olivia for a long time.
Olivia was gorgeous, quiet, and attractive, and her skin was also glowing after being in a coma for so many years.
He had the keys to the altar, and sometimes he secretly went to see Olivia, hoping to fuck her.
But Olivia was the mascot of Cambola City, and he dared not to touch her.
Unexpectedly, now there was Avery, but his mind was still full of Olivia's clean face.
Ran went far away with great excitement.
What he did not know was that this conversation happened to be heard by a tall man who was hidden in the dark.
"Sir." Kevin glanced at Logan in front of him.
He couldn't see his facial expression on the handsome face of Logan, but he could feel his anger, which made him shudder.
"Sir, Ran has long coveted the chance to get Olivia. It is said that he has secretly looked at her for his own sake. If it had not been for Olivia's position in the minds of the people in Cambola City, she might have been..."
Logan slowly raised his mouth corner. Thinking that the obscene man has thought of his woman for so many years, he felt awful.
"What should we do now? Shall we get the key first and have a look at Olivia?" The housekeeper asked tentatively.
Logan said in a low voice, "Ran wanted to get Avery? You go and help him."
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