Love Will Come In Time

Chapter 87 You Are a Wild Kitten

Staring at that man for a long time, Holley had guessed what he meant.

Curling her lips slightly, she shook her head and sighed, "as your ex, no one can be so bad as you."

This wasn't the answer that Ron wanted.

Did he, an indomitable man, play tricks with the green tea bitch like Linda, again and again, just for himself?

More importantly, he did this for Holley.

'you ungrateful bad girl. Can't you see that I'm getting even with Linda for you?'

Or couldn't she see that he did all he could to harm Linda because of the drugging matter?

Ron was so angry and wronged.

"Don't you know it's not wise to say that now?"

He didn't vent his inner discontent. He just taught Holley that this girl was not ruthless enough. She was a little fool. She would be bullied to death without his protection.

"You should give me a comment on me after I deal with Linda. Don't offend the person who cooperate with you before the matter ends, or things will change."

Ron was teaching seriously and Holley was listening seriously, "You're right. But as I said, I have evidence that Linda drugged me. Whether you deal with her or not isn't going to change her end. She would be thrown into prison. Mr. Ron is a cunning man. You always ask for others' payment in exchange for anything you offer. I can do anything to Linda. Why do I have to please you, coax you to help me? "Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

She smiled lightly, charming and lovely.

Ron couldn't help kissing her.

Holley grabbed the man's right arm.

She didn't try to grab him hard, but she was warning him not to take advantage of her. Or he wouldn't get a good result.

"Don't be so mean. After all, your are my legally recognized wife. What's wrong with kissing you?"

Ron complained unhappily.

Holley shrugged. She pushed away that man's left arm and sat a little far away from him. "Ron, if you want to make Linda suffer, just do it. Don't say that you do it for me. I just don't deserve it."

He stared at Holley for one minute.

Ron had to admit that she was good to him before definitely because of Moore.

He tapped his slender finger on the seat and said slowly, "Holley, don't you afraid that although Moore is missing but he is still in my hand?"

This was the weak point of Holley. She glared at that man angrily but didn't lose her mind when being pinched like this by Ron.

"Moore is either dead or missing in the riot. If he was still alive and caught by you, you would have taken him out to threaten me earlier. "

Her analysis was right, and Ron nodded in agreement. "Then have you ever thought about it? Maybe the time is not right, and there's not yet time to threaten you with Moore."

"I won't change my mind until the day you threaten me with Moore. Anyway, don't expect me to be obedient to you as before. You have lost your chips which are important to me. "

This was how Holley was feeling now.

She was a little wild cat with sharp claws. It was just that she hid too well before.

"Do you know what you look like now?"

Ron slightly lowered his head and smiled in a rather interesting way.

"Like what?"

"A wild kitten who has been flailing her paws and ready to scratch me."

The man commented with a smile.

The little kitten was a very ambiguous nickname. Holley didn't understand.

In other words, she didn't think about it other way.

She looked away with a smile. "Mr. Ron, where are you going next? As your assistant, I have owed you a lot of money. I can work for you and pay you back. "

"I didn't say where I am going."

However, Ron's smile didn't fade away. He pretended to be serious and said, "you haven't got enough experience in the workplace. You see, I'm your president. I'm just sitting here and talking to you. I don't want to go to anywhere. Your sudden request will spoil my interest. Only a tolerant president like me could let it go. "

"I'm afraid that you'll delay an important thing if you stay too long in the car."

Holley pretended to be kind and said for the sake of that man.

"Well, you are a kind-hearted assistant. But I still don't go anywhere. I just want to sit here and talk to you."

He knew that the little woman proposed to leave was to escape.

He remained silent and did not tell the truth. But he insisted his own idea.

He was the president and Holley was his assistant.

She couldn't force that man to say a place to go.

So she imitated the man's tone and said, "well, okay. You are really a president who doesn't work because of personal affairs. But what do you want to tell me? "

"Let's talk about what we should do to make Linda more unlucky with the text in hand."

He shook his phone fearlessly.

Holley couldn't understand what this man was thinking.

How crazy he was! He had been enthusiastically to frame up every woman who had followed him, and in the worst way to deal with those women.

After all, they had feelings for each other?

At least, they were happy in some aspects. Otherwise, how could they have been together for so many years?

Holley was not interested in discussing the question with Ron and replied carelessly, "forward the message to Mr. Lan."

"Are you IQ online?"

The man asked in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Holley asked in confusion.

Anyway, she had to show this text to Craig. Otherwise, who else could she borrow to deal with Linda?

"It's so direct and it might have an ordinary effect."

That was a comment from Ron.

Holley was impatient and said, "You can publish it to the journalists and hit the headlines tomorrow."

"Don't you think it takes a little bit longer time? Time is important for us. "

A bloodthirsty smile curled the corners of Ron's mouth.

He had already made a plan in his heart and asked her intentionally, only to show that his plan was perfect.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Holley rolled her eyes at him.

This man's scheming made her unhappy.

"Silly girl, it's the information age now. Anything can be done on the Internet. I am familiar with the people in charge of those large-scale websites. It was an explosive news. If we find some famous

people, they took less than ten minutes to retweet it from the Internet and got it on the headline. Mr. Lan was a man of high self-esteem. He would definitely rush to Linda and teach her a lesson at once. I reckon that Linda would have at least three ribs to be broken. "

Ron ruffled her hair affectionately.