Chapter 104 is back
Charlee Ford took the medicine, and his nose was sour.
She is not a very emotional person. After walking in Jianghu for so many years, she has already developed an indestructible heart.
But the master's kindness to her made it difficult for her not to be moved.
She thought of Magie's grandpa, the old man who also hurt her to her bones, and her faith became more and more firm.
"Master, thank you." Charlee Ford knelt down and gave Mr Cole a heavy knock on his head.
Mr Cole rolled her eyes, lifted her up and patted the snow off her clothes.
"Come on, you should hurry back to LA. If you are away for three months, aren't you afraid of William Bryan changing his mind?" Mr Cole teased her.
Charlee Ford's face was almost unsearchable red, but his mouth pouted proudly: "What am I afraid of? I am Charlee Ford. What kind of man do you want?"
It is false to say so, but say not to worry in your heart.
After all, she almost caught up with this man's life. If he finds another love, she will break his leg when she goes back.
Mr Cole flicked her forehead. "Well, don't try to be brave here. Here's the air ticket. Go quickly and don't interfere with my eyes."
As he spoke, he handed Charlee Ford a brand-new air ticket.
Charlee Ford took it and thanked Cole again.
Before leaving, Mr Cole told her: "Now those members of your organization have arrived in LA one after another. When you arrive, contact them first. Don't do anything by yourself, even nine lives are not enough for you to lose!"
"Here we are? So soon?" Charlee Ford looked up in surprise.
Mr Cole glared at her. "You almost died. Can they not come in a hurry?"
Charlee Ford smelled this and touched the back of his head embarrassedly.
She is not a person who likes to trouble others, but this time, because of this incident, she made such a fuss, which made her feel even more sorry.
On board the plane to LA, Charlee Ford had mixed feelings inside.
In her spare time, she logged into the website and searched William Bryan's entries.
After seeing the latest news, her eyebrows barely picked.
This man hasn't been idle recently.
Gossip after gossip, all with that Lydia Collins.
After getting off the plane, Charlee Ford called Dallas.
"Boss, you are finally back!" Dallas's voice sounded excited.
Through the phone, Charlee Ford heard the melodious music on her end.
"Well," Charlee Ford answered, sounding lazy. "Find out where William Bryan is now."
Dallas sniffed and paused.
She couldn't help but glance up at her surroundings.
She doesn't need to check at all, she knows where William Bryan is now.
"Boss, the Golden Street Hotel held a reception here, and William Bryan attended as a special guest." Dallas said quickly.
Charlee Ford smell speech, decisively neatly hung up the phone and took a taxi to the Golden Street Hotel.
I haven't seen you for three months, so she wants to give Cai William a complete "surprise"!
Dallas looked at the dead phone, lost in thought...
She was going to tell Charlee Ford that Lydia Collins was here, but obviously her boss wouldn't listen.
*
In the Golden Street Hotel, Lydia Collins looked around with his mobile phone.
Three months had passed, and she was almost certain that Charlee Ford was dead, so William Bryan would be hers sooner or later.
She must find a way to marry William Bryan and get rid of the Collins!
But if she wants to marry William Bryan, she still needs the Collins's help, so Lydia Collins called the Collins before.
Just then, there was a commotion at the door.
She looked up her neck and saw William Bryan, dressed in a high suit, coming in with a grim face.
His whole temperament is colder, which also makes Lydia Collins more excited.
Of course, she is not the only one who is excited, but other women are also eager to move.
"Look, president is here, he is really handsome!"
"Don't think about president being married."
"But isn't he young mistress already..."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense, be careful to annoy president."
"It's been three months. If I were still alive, I would have come back long ago."
"…"
A whisper faintly entered William Bryan's ears, and his heart couldn't help feeling irritable.
At this moment, Lydia Collins came over and blocked the eyes of those who coveted William Bryan.
"William, long time no see. I want to introduce you to someone today." Lydia Collins's face flushed.
William Bryan glanced at her coldly. "Not interested."
Lydia Collins smiled stiffly and took a breath. "You will have it. This man will definitely help you a lot!"
William Bryan didn't speak, but looked around.
Where's Nolan Sutton?
At the moment, Nolan Sutton is looking for Dallas all over the meeting, and finally finds a petite woman in a stairwell.
He was sweating profusely. "What are you doing here?"
Dallas gave him a white look. "Don't you want to stay with you, don't you understand?"
Nolan Sutton one Leng, helpless way: "Why."
"At the beginning, the cooling-off period of divorce was one month. It's been three months. Why do you still refuse to promise to divorce me?!" Dallas glared and questioned him.
Nolan Sutton rubbed his eyebrows. "I said I was busy these days. Besides, it doesn't matter whether you are married or unmarried. I won't stop you from doing anything you want."
I was speechless at July 1.
It seems that what this fellow said is quite reasonable?
She stamped her feet: "I don't care, I hate you, I just don't want to marry you!"
Say that finish, her little face a slung, and ran away.
Nolan Sutton looked at her back with a touch of sadness in her eyes.
Why doesn't she understand?
The people at the reception will be here soon.
William Bryan sat on the sofa, holding his glass with no expression, and he didn't drink it. The whole person exuded the breath of keeping strangers out.
Lydia Collins wants to approach but dare not, so he can only keep looking at his mobile phone.
Suddenly, the text message sounded and her eyes lit up instantly.
At the same time, an imported luxury car stopped at the entrance of Golden Street Hotel, the back seat door opened, and a line of four black men stood in two rows and bowed respectfully.
Then, a pair of leather shoes stepped out of the car.
A middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old, his eyes were cruel, his cheekbones were slightly high, and his whole body exuded a serious breath came down from the car.
Even if he is fifty years old, his eyes are naked, he is tall and strong, and he walks as if he were carrying a sharp wind and a superior posture.
With an ardent smile on his face, Lydia Collins came to the door to meet him. "Uncle!"
Although she wanted the man in front of her to die, she had to admit that she still had a kind of fear from the bottom of her heart when facing him.
Especially when a man looks at it with both eyes, she just kneels down to him with her legs soft.
"Well," the man should a light, even a look are lazy to owe: "Where is the person?"