My dear lawyer

Chapter 477 You are Drunk

Of course, Alan could also guess what William guessed.

So for Angie, although she did not abide by his initial arrangement, he didn't worry.

He only worried about another matter.

"No one went into Angie’s room. Right?" Alan said coldly. He was always amiable but now became

indifferent for the first time.

The servants who did cleaning and cooking shook their heads one by one and said, "No. We’ve been

at home all day, and no one went to the second floor."

Alan’s eyes ran down their expressions. He finally waved his hand and said, "OK. You can leave now." All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

In the study, Six- ears had taken away the fake “evidence” that Alan deliberately put there, and it was

now either in the hands of Daniel or William.

Where was the real document? Alan felt extremely disappointed. Who took the document?

"Where have you been?" When Alan was thinking and coming down from upstairs, he saw Vanessa

rushed into the house with red eyes, which made him frown.

Vanessa stepped forward and pushed him, "Where's Angie? Is something wrong with her? Why don't

you tell me? I didn’t know that Angie has been kidnapped until someone told me! "

"Who told you?" Alan frowned and said.

He told them to keep it a secret, and he only told the police station to show his attitude.

Vanessa said bitterly, "Never mind who said it. I wanna know if it's true. What did you do to make our

daughter kidnapped? Tell me!"

"Well, stop that for now. I'm also sad when Angie is missing, but it’s useless to be sad now. The most

important thing is to look for her. Don't bother me!" Alan pushed Vanessa away with irritation and

walked towards the outside.

"Where are you going?" Vanessa roared.

Alan went away indifferently without a single word.

Vanessa gritted her teeth.

He always concentrated on his official career and regarded their daughter as a bargaining chip and a

stepping stone for promoting to a higher position in the future. He thought she did not know it!

It did not matter. Although he did not care about her daughter, she still cared about her.

In a small apartment, they went out after opening the door and throwing Vivian in.

"Ouch!" Her palm clapped on the ground, and some beer bottle debris embedded into Vivian’s palm.

She felt very painful.

"Oh, here comes another little sheep!" She heard a familiar voice. The person who was speaking might

be drunk.

Vivian looked up and was suddenly surprised. She said, "Angie!"

"Yes?" Angie stopped drinking and looked at Vivian’s face. When she recognized that the person in

front of her was Vivian, her expression suddenly changed. Angie said slowly and angrily, “Vi-vi-an!”

She gnashed her teeth and said with great hatred.

Vivian concealed her surprise and stood up.

The small apartment was well decorated and looked very warm.

In addition to the locked doors and windows with several safeguard measures, there were several

doors.

She forgot her injured hand and looked around.

Angie sneered and said, "It’s useless. This is a new real estate that has just been developed recently.

There are few residents around, and no one will come even you try your best to should. Also, all doors

and windows have been blocked. You can’t go out by yourself because you are so weak. Stop it."

Vivian glanced at her and said, "God helps those who help themselves. Drinking can't solve the

problem!"

"Oh! You are not an omnipotent superwoman. Vivian, you are just a lamb to be slaughtered now. How

can you still be so proud?" Vivian said coldly and stared at Vivian with malicious intents.

Then she suddenly laughed evilly, "Do you know what welcoming ceremony these people will have

when they catch you? Do you looking forward to it?"

Seeing Angie’s expression, Vivian looked at her carefully and noticed her messy dress and a hickey on

her neck.

She felt scared and disgusted, and could not help but recall what happened in the abandoned car pile

last time.

Seeing her pale face, Angie stood up with satisfaction. She perhaps had drunk too much so she

teetered.

But it was when Angie stood up that Vivian realized that she was in a difficult position this time.

Her hair was messy. There were scar and finger marks on her cheeks. Her neck and collarbone were

full of hickeys, and her eyes were red because she had cried too much.

"I don't care. I’ve played too much abroad, but you think yourself so arrogant and pure. I don't know if

you can afford it!" Angie touched Vivian’s chin with her delicate nails. It was cold and pricking.

Then Angie leaned slightly and got closer to Vivian, "Oh, I forgot that you are the best at sex, or William

wouldn’t fall in love with you. Oh, Vivian, tell me how many men have you slept with so that you can be

skillful in sex?"

Vivian looked at her face with complicated eyes and finally said, "You are drunk!"

"Come on. You are so boring!" Angie waved her hand and said, "You are so good at pretending. You

are a bitch who has slept with so many people. You always pretend to be a noble and innocent girl.

Vivian, you may not know how disgusting you are. I have endured you for so many years and made

myself uncomfortable for so many years. I really admire myself!"

Vivian said in surprise, "You..."

"Why? You don’t believe it? Do you really think that I, as the eldest daughter of Alan, will really consider

you bitch as a good friend?" Angie laughed and looked at Vivian’s surprised expression with

satisfaction.

Then Angie’s expression changed suddenly. She looked at Vivian with disgust and hatred, and

shouted, "Who are you? You are a humble woman with neither background nor advantage. You only

have a beautiful face, and they even compare you with me. Bah! I just want to stand with you and let

everyone know that I’m the most beautiful girl and the real beauty in the school. You are just a bug from

the slum, and you can never compete with me!"

Vivian puckered up her lips and became angry.

Angie seemed to be really drunk. She spoke out a lot of thoughts that she had kept as secrets. She

giggled, but her tears nearly came out. She said, "So, I succeeded eventually. As long as we stand

together, they will find out who is the real princess. As for you, Cinderella, even if you are beautiful, you

are just a bitch who will be burnt by fire. You will always be frumpy. You can never compare with me!"

To beat Vivian, Angie treated the people around her friendly and generously. She had made many

friends and made William, a famous law student in their college, her boyfriend.

Everything made Angie feel extremely proud.