Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

"Mr. Qin? What can I do for you?" When Hector arrived at the police station in the early morning, he heard that Quincy had been waiting for him in his office, so he hurried in.

Raising his eyebrows, Quincy looked at Hector and said with an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, "In fact, if it's not necessary, I really don't want to bother you. After all, we won't meet in such a place because of something good."

Hector was stunned to hear that. In a daze, he didn't even know how he walked to the chair and sat down.

"I'm here to report a case to the police today. I suspect that someone plagiarized or stole the design drawings of our company."

Hector's face changed slightly. He knew about the plagiarism case. The case had been reported not long ago by the foreign-funded enterprise, and then there were a series of disputes between the two companies. He had heard that the other party had already made a condition, because the Qin Group first gave in and hoped that it could be solved in private. Hector had not expected that Quincy would report the same case again.

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were all intact, but the wallet in the coat was gone.

Malia was worried that Scott's parents would see her like this, so she said in a low voice, "I'll take a shower first and change my clothes."

"Malia, my mother asked me to go to my uncle's home. Maybe she had heard some news about my uncle. You look very tired. Take a shower and then have a rest at home." Scott helped her go upstairs. "We'll be back as soon as possible."

"Okay," she replied softly.

After Scott left, Malia locked the bathroom door and let out a cry of pain. Was the thief too cruel last night? She felt like her nose was beaten flat.

She looked at her carefully in the mirror. Fortunately, her face was not disfigured. When she reached out to turn on the cage, she was struck dumb and slowly raised her head. The piece of skin on her face she had found before appeared again. What the hell was this? Why did it appear sometimes and disappear sometimes? Her brother had said that she had once been disfigured. Was there something wrong with her plastic surgery?

She slowly reached out her hand towards the piece of skin.