Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 592: Secret Agent Girl PKs Arrogant Nobles! (2)

Although he had already seen the picture of Mo Chou, Ivan was still amazed when he saw her in person.

That woman is as noble as a princess!

Although she walked in front of the prince who captured her palace, she was still so proud.

Many years later, Ivanka recalled the first meeting that day and sighed so much.

Standing up, Ivan smiled politely and proudly, motioning Mochou and the others to sit on the sofa.

The maid brought frothy black tea, and the golden cup was decorated with delicate patterns.

"This is Assam black tea, it tastes good!"

Ivan raised his hand as a gesture of invitation and said in French.

Mo Chou didn't touch the teacup.

"Sorry, I don't like tea!"

She also speaks French.

She is good at all kinds of major language families.

Ivan shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, just bent over to pick up the cup in front of him, and took a sip.

His posture is also very similar to Murong Lin.

However, Mo Chou knew very well that he was Ivan, not Murong Lin.

Her Murong Lin has never liked this kind of strong drink and, like her, his favorite is clear water.

It seems very light, but it has the sweet fragrance of water when you taste it carefully.

With eyes slightly lowered, Mo Chou spoke in a deep voice.

"So, Mr. Ivan, should we talk about Casey now?!"

"Oh, you mean that beautiful Italian lady?!"

Ivan lowered the teacup in his hand, raised his dark brown eyes, and stared at Mo Chou's face.

"So, what does Miss Mo want?!"

"I want Kathy!"

Mo Chou cut straight to the point and stated her purpose directly.

"very good!"

Ivan shrugged.

"I've always hated the reservedness of you Chinese, but I appreciate Miss Mo's directness.

Then, I will stop beating around the bush.

Because of the appearance of Miss Casey, we lost 3000 million US dollars, and in addition, three loyal brothers died.

How will Ms. Mo plan to compensate for this? ! "

"Bullshit!"

Hearing what he said, Loki couldn't help changing his expression.

Behind the sofa, several men in black wearing sunglasses drew their guns at the same time.

(End of this chapter)