Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

Wanda bit her lips and said, "He is your brother-in-law. It doesn't seem appropriate for you to ask me such a question."

"I'm sorry. I'm just curious. Because you seem to know a lot about Quincy. I..." Tristin lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

"We used to be a couple by agreement. I would be lying if I said that we don't know each other. But I also need to live my own life. I agreed to marry him, and I pretended to marry you. In my heart, I don't want to be a strong woman or a fake wife." Wanda made a joke and let it go. Looking at her infected smile, Tristin had no doubt at all.

He felt the change of his inner feelings, not because Wanda was a woman who could help him, but because... Maybe she was the last person in the world who looked down upon him, or maybe it was because she helped him when he was most helpless, or maybe it was because she smiled like an angel. She was very beautiful. Her smile was sometimes charming and somet

in and said, "Bro, please speak for me."

York cleared his throat and was about to speak, but when he saw the burning eyes of Wanda, he immediately turned his head and pretended not to hear it.

As York was driving towards the city, Carl continued to persuade Wanda, "This is my plan. Use me as a bait. Since he wants to find me, I have to come to his door by myself. I told him that I had the evidence left by them when they robbed me. I am a descendant of the robber, and it's normal for me to have the evidence. Zack doesn't have much time to think about it. He must want to leave no future trouble and he would come to me. Then we can capture him alive, right? Just like Nelson!"

Wanda didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. She looked at him and said, "Mr. Tang, when did you see Zack killing people by himself? Even if Jake goes in prison now, the people who work hard for him can line up at the door of your house. Can you be a little smarter?"