Vol 3 Chapter 2403: Why don't you wait?

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Suger sneered, turned around and sat on the wicker chair in front of the dining table, and said coldly: "You provided the house. If you say that you are not afraid, you cannot convince the public. Besides, my suspicion is not baseless. Monitoring Miss Anora's thoughts and asking my people to check it is just a relief to Miss Anora. +++Read on your mobile phone and visit m.EbookFREE.me"
It turned out that Suger had found the camera to clear the camera. This old fox was still useful, Anora thought to himself.
"I think what Prince Sugar said is reasonable. To ensure fairness, mutual supervision is not necessary."
Anora's calm words fell into Roger's ears but they were profoundly meaningful. He turned around and curled his eyebrows to look at Anora, and said coldly: "You, don't you believe me?"
Anora turned away indifferently, pretending not to hear.
Roger was completely irritated by her indifference. He strode to her, clamped her chin, forced her to look up at him, and asked every word: "You don't believe me?"
Annola was pinched by him, her eyes were full of physical tears. She was really funny in her heart. Even if she was used to being imaginary and suspicious, at least she still had some bottom line, right?
Why does he think she believes him? And you have to put on an expression that seems to be betrayed and sad?
She frowned in pain, but still looked at him with a stubborn smile: "Just for fairness and peace of mind."
Roger stared at her fiercely for a long while, but in the end he didn't do anything. He slowly let go of her, raised his hand towards the door, and every word he uttered was as cold as frost: "Check it out."
Annola couldn't understand his mind, and didn't understand why he showed such a lost expression. He didn't get angry as he imagined, but sat back on the sofa calmly, his deep eyes were filled with loss and sorrow, not even a little bit. Angry.
Several people took various sophisticated instruments and checked them in the corners of the room. The seriousness made people wonder. If there was really nothing in this room, they wouldn't be so embarrassed to install a few, right?
Anora felt that this possibility could not be let go. It was one thing to guard against Roger, and it was another thing to guard against Suger. She quietly followed a few people behind, watching, and not giving them any chance to move their hands or feet. .
Finally, a few people finished checking, and left after Suger reported.
Roger stayed half on the sofa, motionless, not even lifting his eyelids.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Suger couldn't find the opportunity to ridicule and ridicule. He also felt that it was not interesting, so he simply turned his gaze back to Anora.
"I asked in the coffee shop before, but I was interrupted by some people's defeat. I don't know if Miss Annola will have time to watch a movie tomorrow. If she can, Suger will be honored." Suger looked greedily. Sweeping across Anora's face, like a jackal drooling at a lamb.
If it hadn’t been for his face, Anora was really afraid that she would not be able to bear the look of vomiting. She put on an expression of honour on her face, and replied in a slightly surprised tone: " of course."
Roger did not stop uncharacteristically, his deep eyes did not even show up half of waves, he lightly opened his lips, and said in a very calm tone: "Then you and I will go to a drama tomorrow."
Before Anora refused, Roger still said in that calm but firm tone: "Just to be fair."
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Nora can't wait to bite her silver teeth, this man's stinginess is really eye-opening, he used fairness as an excuse to check the room, and he will use fairness as an excuse to propose a date.
If she hadn't agreed to Sugel just now, he wouldn't have put him together. No, he did it deliberately, and waited until he agreed to Sugel before speaking! insidious!
Fortunately, other than that, the two of them did not trouble her anymore. Even Roger, who was never honest, left with Green quietly today, but Green distressedly asked Anora to be certain. Take good care of this yard, and he will come back when she has enough.
Roger personally drove the car, and Green kept his face sullen when he saw him coming out of the apartment, sitting on the co-pilot and curling up quietly.
Roger's slender fingers squeezed the steering wheel fiercely, his knuckles were white because of excessive force, the force under his feet was getting heavier, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster.
The street trees outside the car window were about to fly. Green tightened his seat belt nervously. His beautiful face was a little pale, and his big brown-green eyes were full of panic. He didn't know whether he should ask Roger to stop, let alone. I know if he calls Roger if he can listen to him.
"Brother..." Green closed his eyes, did not dare to look at the scene in front of him again, couldn't help but mutter.
Roger suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that Green was still aside, and quickly slowed down and parked the car steadily on the side of the road. As soon as the car stopped, Green couldn't wait to push the car door, squatting on the ground and vomiting.
Roger got out of the car and patted his back lightly. He was already a thirteen-year-old boy, his body was still so thin, and his thin shoulders trembled. Roger couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw it.
"I'm sorry." Roger spit out three words for the first time.
Green's pale face, long eyelashes flickering, and a few teardrops hanging on it, he barely showed a smiling face, and said weakly: "It's okay, don't blame you, Your Highness, I was a sick child. , I'm so useless."
After hearing this, Roger didn't get the slightest comfort in his heart, and his brows frowned even tighter.
Green is the younger brother of Gritt. This child has been innocent and cute since he was a child. He is the most innocent and innocent existence in the entire Tyra royal family. But this kind of innocence may be lucky to be born elsewhere, but he can only be born in a royal family accustomed to intrigue. The dregs eaten by the pack of wolves are not left.
In the past, when their father was there, they were sheltered by a powerful father. Green was safe, but since their father passed away, Green was squeezed out and secretly. When he was six years old, he disappeared and was taken by Roger and his wife. The crazy Gritt got back from the depths of the desert, but his body was broken, and he had been sick for so many years.
Roger had been guarding the poor child secretly since that incident, but Gretel was scared. He deliberately avoided the fights between parties, even though he was grateful to Roger, he kept his distance.
In fact, Roger is not protecting Green, but another life, a life he once wanted but never got.
Green was lying on the leveled seat back, his eyes half-squinted, a thin layer of sweat leaked from the tip of his small nose, and his breathing was a bit uneven. He opened his eyes to look at Roger, weakly: "Is she the same sister you often mentioned to your brother?"
"Don't talk if you feel uncomfortable. I'll take you home when you rest." Roger frowned and looked at Green, and said
I don't really want to tell him this kind of thing, especially when he is so weak.
Although Green was ill, he had a stubborn temper, which was the same as Gritt, probably like their father.
The more you don't let him ask, the more curious he becomes. With his big eyes widened to the full, he blinked at Roger, saying nothing, but he expressed what he meant.
Roger helplessly rubbed his furry head, muttering to himself like a sigh: "I don't know how to say it, you can see, she was unexpectedly indifferent to me, just like you who just met. It is also several times stronger than the attitude towards me."
Roger raised his head and looked towards the end of the road, with a chill in his eyes. The setting sun went down, the soft sunset fell on the street, and the street trees were illuminated by the yellow sun. On the side of the road, a series of dark tree shadows were cast, which was more than those What made the shadow of the tree more gloomy was the unpredictable look in Roger's eyes.
He was silent, thinking, and he was pretty sure that it was Nora. Although it was only for a moment, he would never admit to the murderous intent that gleamed like deer-like eyes for a moment.
She saved him with such murderous eyes when they first met.
Even to a stranger, you can help, even to a child like Green who meets for the first time, you can show a sincere smile. Why is he cruelly indifferent to himself? He doesn't want to admit it, but she is indeed to Su Ge. Er's false enthusiasm... is better than being vigilant and prepared for him...
"Why don't you ask your pretty sister? Maybe there is some misunderstanding between you." After a short break, Green's face looked a lot better and he spoke a little more vigorously.
He straightened the seat back obediently, fastened the seat belt, and looked at Roger eagerly. Seeing that he was silent, he couldn't help adding: "I think beautiful sister is a good person. Her eyes told me so. "
Looking at his innocent eyes, Roger's tightly held heart relaxed for a moment. In this bloodthirsty royal family, Green's existence is like a fairy tale, beautiful and fragile, but he always thinks he is hard. A touch of comfort in his heart.
"Don't take a break anymore?" Roger asked.
Green shook his head with a firm tone: "I think your Highness should have a lot of things to ask my brother now."
He did have a lot to say to Gritt. He didn't believe that Nora would be so indifferent to him for no reason. Perhaps it was true that Nora had misunderstood him, as Green said.
Perhaps it was the keenness accumulated over the years in tricks and conspiracies. Roger felt a faint sense of anxiety in his heart. He always felt that Anora’s misunderstanding of him was inseparable from her disappearance over the years, and perhaps it was with Jill. What is the connection with Gide's "accident"?
His brows tightened, and he couldn't wait to know the answer. He started the car. This time the car drove smoothly and quickly, and went straight to Gritt's manor.
When he arrived at the manor, Green was taken upstairs by the housekeeper to rest. Roger sat in the living room and waited for Gretel to return from the winery. Let him not run around.
As he was thinking, the butler came downstairs, with a little guilt on his face, and smiled: "I'm sorry, His Royal Highness was stopped by someone on the way back from the winery and detoured to Master Frank’s mansion. Do you think you are waiting..."