Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 19 No oral thanks.

She didn't respond to Henson's remarks. But suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and

ran out.

Henson was curious and followed her out.

When she arrived at the door, Wendy saw the man who just bullied her was still at the doorway. He

was shouting nonsense.

She walked over and asked calmly, "Who asked you to do this?"

When the man saw Henson behind her, his eyes were filled with fear.

"As long as you tell me the name, I will let you go."

"Really? Will you really let me go? "

"Since you're so afraid of us, you must known who is the man behind me. Do you have any better way

to save yourself now if you don't trust me?"

The man hurriedly said, "A girl found me yesterday. She gave me your picture and a thousand dollars,

asking me to scare you in the bar today. She also said if I could get some dirty pictures of you, she

could give me more money. "

"What is her name?"

"I don't know. It's my first time to see her."

Wendy thought for a while. Then she took out her cell phone and found a photo to him. "Is it her?" Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The man took a glance at the picture. He frowned, "She was wearing a hat and mask, so I only saw her

eyes. It looked a little similar, but I'm not sure."

"Is she about the same height with me with a sharp voice?"

"Yes."

Wendy clenched her fists and resentment appeared in her eyes.

The man begged, "I've told you everything now. Please let me go."

She turned around to look at Henson, "Just let him go."

"Are you sure?"

Wendy did not say anything but nodded her head.

Henson walked in front of the man, "Get lost. I don't want to see you again in this city"

He gave a sign to his followers to let the man go.

The man thanked Wendy and quickly ran away.

Henson walked in front of her, "Looks like you know who was behind the scenes."

She didn’t say anything.

"Do you want me to help you with this?"

"No. I will settle it."

His lips curled up into a cold smile for she was really a very special woman.

"Mr. Charles...Thank you today."

"As I said, I dislike oral thanks ."

"Then... How about buying you a cup of coffee for my taking advantage of your fame? "

Taking advantage of me? Interesting.

"If you insist, then OK."

She was speechless for his pretending to be reluctant.

"Please wait for a moment. I will go to change my clothes and get my salary. I will be out soon."

Wendy ran back to the bar.

Within ten minutes, she was back to him.

Henson asked, Where are we going now?

"Mr. Charles. Go with me, and I'll show you a good place."

She was mysterious. And Henson started to expect the place with a slight smile.

They got in the car. Wendy gave the address to Baron.

Baron then drove the car to the beach.

He looked at the ma and asked, "Miss Evans, did I go the wrong way?"

"No, it's here." She said as she looked at Henson with a smile, "Mr. Charles. We are here now."

Henson looked at her but frowned. He couldn't see any coffee shop here.