Billionaire Defiant Wife Chapter 662
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A luxurious private jet was quietly flying through the starry night sky.
In the middle of the night, Avery was drunk and light-headed. There was a pounding in her ears as if she kept bumping up and down.
As Avery got up and went to the toilet, a maid came into and held her up.
At that time, Avery looked around and finally realized that there was something wrong. "Am I in an airplane? Does Evan intend to bring two bottles of wine to get me drunk?" Avery thought to herself.
Avery pushed the maid away and then stood up, "Where is Mr. Howel?"
"Mr. Howel asks us to escort you back to B Country."
Avery rubbed her temples. "I am too careless. I had never doubted that Evan Howel would leave me here alone," She thought to herself.
The maid was very nervous. According to Robert's command, the maid had to take care of Avery, but he was also worried Avery would be in a rage if she found she was not in the hotel when she woke up.
Unexpectedly, Avery was not in a rage.
The maid turned hurriedly, waited for Avery, and then brought a bowl of soup for sobering Avery up.
"Where am I?"
"Near the Presidential Palace of B Country."
"Well," Avery answered. And then she kept silent and drank the soup, soon, an idea came into her mind.
After drinking the soup, the maid called Howard, "Mr. Howard, the princess had drunk the soup up. Everything was fine. Well, we will send the princess back safely to the Presidential…"
The maid didn't finish but was interrupted by Avery. Avery grabbed the phone and answered, "Mr. Howard, how are you?"
Robert was astonished all of a sudden.
"Where is Mr. Howel?"
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Robert glanced at Evan for obtaining permission. Then, he handed the phone to Evan.
"Mr. Lautner," Avery said in a sexy way as if nothing happened.
Evan didn't know how angry Avery was. She was lying on the soft bed of the plane at this time. She had chestnut-colored hair draping softly on her shoulders, a few strands of hair hanging down.
"Where is the peach condom in my pocket?" Avery found the condom missed when she went to the toilet.
"I took it away."
"Mr. Lautner is a decent man. I had prepared the condom for you, but you did nothing and sent me back B Country. How decent you are! Otherwise, your dick must get some problems."
It seemed like ridicule, but Evan knew Avery was angry now.
So Evan said gravely, "It would be dangerous to go to the desert. You can't hold on for such a long time."
"Take care. Don't forget you had been trapped."
"Therefore, I think you shouldn't go with me."
Since Avery was silent, Evan couldn't help but add, "Take care of the little princess."
"I will, Mr. Lautner."
Evan was terrified when he heard that Avery called him Mr. Lautner. After hanging up, he started to be worried that Avery would act out.
Six days later, the convoys arrived and parked at the door of the Presidential Palace.
Robert was standing near the cars. He raised his hand and glanced over his watch, keeping walking forth and back.
They have been waiting for almost three hours.
Robert glanced at Evan, who was sitting in the SUV.
"The princess Claudia is arrogant and rude. She dares to ask Mr. Howel to wait so long. We had planned to leave two days before, but she insisted on participating in a samba competition, so we delayed for two days,
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"If Princess Claudia hadn't been to the desert, it wouldn't be a good choice to go to the desert with her," Robert thought to himself.
Evan frowned deeply, apparently very impatient.
The tour guide, Arthur, found that the atmosphere was intense, so he got out of the car and smoked. There were many cigarette butts left by Robert. It was true that they had been waiting for a long time.
"The princess Claudia had just finished the samba dance competition. I guessed that reporters must surround her," Arthur asked.
"Five hours had been passed. The princess even got time to add makeup after the interview.
It is well-known that princess Claudia was arrogant and willful. At this time, they did witness.
The Presidential Palace
Claudia was sitting in front of the dresser casually applying nail polish, and a group of maids was standing by.
Another maid came in and urged the princess to move fast.
"Why are you so hurried? Let them wait for more time," Claudia raised her left hand, looking at the nail polish just painted. Anyway, she was unsatisfied with them.
"Change another color. It is too old-fashion," Claudia disliked it.
The maids were terrified and happened to spill a bottle of pink nail polish.
"You dare to spill my nail polish. Do you know how much it is? The princess of the United Kingdom had used it. You should pay for it. Pay it!" Claudia was angry and kicked the maid off.
The maid stood up, shivering, and the knelt, "It's my fault, the princess. Please forgive me. Please."
"Which hand turned it over just now? Come on. Cut it down."
When the bodyguards rushed in immediately, the maid stood up and ran away, standing behind the group of the maids.
The bodyguards surrounded her, and the maid was terrified. While she was running, she was crying. When a bodyguard tried to catch her, she quickly pushed another maid out.
The bodyguard held the maid, and then the maid shouted, "The princess, in my view, although the maid spilled the nail polish, she did save you."
Someone was removing nail polish for Claudia. Hearing what the bodyguard said, she raised her head, "I dislike the man who likes to be clever." Claudia dried the nail polish, "Did she save me? Uh-huh, she spilled my nail polish. It is my treasure, which I have kept for so many years, but she dares to spill it."
Seeing that maid was neither humble nor pushy, Avery became curious, "You are new? It seems that I have never seen you before."
"The princess, her name is Abla. She has been here for a few days and doesn't have a good understanding of rules," the butler answered.
"Let me see," Claudia stood up and walked to the maid.
The maid raised her head. She had bronze skin with freckles on her face. Although the shape of her face was good, she looked ugly still.
Claudia curled her lips and looked away from her as if the maid made her disgusting.
"Xiaoying?" Claudia looked at the maid who was stopped by the bodyguard and asked, "Did you just say that she saved me?"
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