Chapter 420 Injection of Catalyst
The next morning, Charlee Ford rubbed his sore waist and got out of bed complaining bitterly.
William Bryan, a man, is so busy on weekdays that she thought his energy was running out, but she didn't expect to toss it up, but it was still so deadly.
She couldn't help blushing and beating at the thought of last night.
William Bryan had to go to the office in the morning, so he left early. When Charlee Ford woke up, it was already after nine o'clock in the morning. The pillow next to him seemed to have his residual cold smell. She stayed in bed for a while, and his phone called.
"Are you awake?" On the other end of the phone, his voice is very calm and self-sustaining, and he looks like a gentleman.
If it hadn't been for last night, she would almost have thought that this man was as cold and abstinent as he seemed.
Charlee Ford rolled over and said, "Hmm."
"Get up when you wake up. I made breakfast for you. Remember to heat it up before eating." William Bryan was now sitting in his office, with a soft smile on his face, talking to Charlee Ford with a slight tenderness.
In the office, there are other assistants, including Nolan Sutton. Where have they seen such a gentle side of their own president, they all look down and dare not look again.
"I see." Charlee Ford muttered, still a little dissatisfied: "You are too annoying, these marks on my body, how do you want me to go out and meet people?"
She was just complaining casually.
But when William Bryan heard this, his eyes suddenly deepened. When he thought of last night, a trace of excitement faintly appeared in his heart.
Fortunately, he had strong self-control and abruptly resisted it.
"OK, I'll pay attention next time." His smiling voice came from the phone. When Charlee Ford heard it, his face became redder and he quickly hung up the phone.
She got up to wash and went to the dining room. Sure enough, she saw the breakfast in the kitchen. Charlee Ford warmed up and ate slowly.
I have to say that William Bryan is quite powerful. No matter in running a company or anything else, he is almost a dragon and phoenix among people. Even cooking breakfast is so talented.
Such an excellent man is now her person, and it really makes people feel satisfied to think about it...
Charlee Ford was lost in thought, and the telephone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was Mr. King.
"Where are you?" As soon as the phone was connected, Mr. Kim's voice came impatiently.
Charlee Ford said, "At home, what's the matter?"
"The landing time of Yongle Island is approaching. Don't leave me during this time. I will send someone to pick you up." His voice can't be questioned.
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows and said, "I have other things to take care of."
"Don't forget your identity, you have no right to disobey my orders." Mr. Kim said that and hung up the phone unceremoniously.
Charlee Ford looked at the black screen of his mobile phone, and his eyes flashed a dull touch.
At first, Mr. King was able to talk politely to her, which was somewhat tolerant of her. Now, he is more and more exposed to his cruel nature.
I don't know how many people he imprisoned in this way, and how many people are being tortured by him.
Thinking of this, she can't help but think of the woman who helped her before, and she doesn't know how she is now...
The car that came to pick Charlee Ford up soon. She got on the car and found that it was the same man again.
Not long after getting on the bus, Charlee Ford seemed to ask casually, "Where is the woman who came to pick me up for the first time? Is she still being punished?"
After so long, I don't know how she is.
This time, the man was not so cold as before. He looked at her in the rearview mirror, ironically pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Isn't all this thanks to you?"
Charlee Ford looked at him silently.
"If you really want her to stop being punished, don't associate with her." After the man MoMo said this sentence, he closed his mouth.
Charlee Ford twisted his eyebrows and thought deeply.
Was that woman punished because of herself?
Charlee Ford was once again blindfolded and taken to the place where Mr. King was. After entering Village, the black cloth from her eyes was taken off.
"Mr. King, people have brought it." The man said respectfully and left quickly, without a look falling on Charlee Ford.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Mr. King looked at Charlee Ford, smiled like an old fox, and said, "Long time no see, Miss Long."
Now that he knew her identity, Charlee Ford didn't want to hide many things.
Originally, he was in the dark and he was in the light.
"Clearly there is no game, why bring me here in such a hurry?" Charlee Ford asked him.
Mr. Jin smiled and said, "Isn't it going to Yongle Island to participate in the gladiator competition soon? In case of any accident, I think I should put Miss Long by my side, and I am more relieved."
Charlee Ford sneered and said, "Don't worry, my life is in your hands. What are you afraid of?"
"You can't say that. Although Miss Long is powerful, there are many masters on Yongle Island. Aren't I afraid of losing, so I specially prepared something good for Miss Long." Mr. King said with a smile.
A sense of foreboding rose in Charlee Ford's heart.
She twisted her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What is it?"
Mr. King clapped, and someone came forward with a box and handed it to Mr. King.
In Charlee Ford's cold eyes, Mr. King slowly opened the box, which contained only one syringe.
"What is this?" Charlee Ford's face became more ugly, and his foreboding became stronger.
"This is a catalyst that can help you become stronger, and can maximize your advantages, such as your speed and your strength." Mr. Kim said with a smile, with a hint of demagogic meaning in his tone.
However, Charlee Ford knew that things were not as simple as he said.
If this thing is really so good, why doesn't he use it for himself?
Charlee Ford shook his head and refused with a blank face: "I can win without these things."
"Disobedience, isn't it? It took me a lot of effort to get it." Mr. King looked a little sullen when he saw her refuse.
"No, I don't need it." Charlee Ford said.
"Oh, it's not up to you. I don't allow any mistakes in my affairs." Mr. King waved to Charlee Ford and said, "Do you want to come by yourself, or do you want me to force you?"
"That taste may not be good." Mr. King paused and continued to threaten.
Charlee Ford looked at the syringe in his hand and gritted her teeth. For a long time, she slowly lifted her foot in his oppressive eyes and walked past.
Mr. Jin's mouth evokes a satisfied radian.