The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 364 Bitch versus Bitch

"Here I am, and here is your bag."

Allen waved the bag he had been holding in his hand. Joey was still clutching her bag when she

passed out. And Allen thought it must be very important, so he took good care of it for Joey.

"Okay…"

Joey was relieved and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. The poison was so strong that even

though she only took a small sip of it, all her energy was taken away.

Not knowing how long Joey had slept, but when she woke up, Allen was still with her.

After he thoughtfully gave Joey some water to drink, Allen personally fed her the porridge. After eating,

Joey felt much better and had the strength to speak.

Touching Joey's pale face, Allen, with guilt, told Joey the truth about Lillian's involvement in Yolanda's

poisoning.

Hearing this, Joey was not as surprised as Allen was, because she had already guessed it when she

was dying of pain after being poisoned.

"I wonder why Yolanda had not showed up this time. It turned out that she was waiting for me to go to

the Charles Family and poisoned me." she said.

Joey squinted, couldn't help feeling chilly by Yolanda's viciousness. "Allen, don't blame Lillian for this,"

she said, "I'm sure she didn't know what she gave me. After all, she's a three-year-old child."

Joey felt sorry for Lillian.

Yolanda was her own mother, but she asked her own daughter to kill people. How could there be such

a cruel mother in the world? Lillian was only three years old. She was so young, and Yolanda secretly

gave Lillian the poison. If Lillian was curious to taste it, she would kill her own daughter first.

It was such a horrible mother.

Allen held Joey's cold hands, "Honey, you're always so kind. Like you said, Lillian is only three years

old. I can't do anything to her, but Yolanda..."

Before Allen could finish his sentence, Joey suddenly reached out her index finger and pressed his lips

lightly. She shook her head and said, "Allen, leave it to me. Women should end the fight between

women."

Yolanda was Allen's ex-wife. If Allen tried to suppress Yolanda personally, he would certainly be

criticized by the outside world. Allen was a man of status, and his political career had been tarnished by

the divorce. She couldn't let anything affect Allen's future.

"But she's so mad that she can do anything like poison..."

Allen frowned. No one knew better than him how ruthless Yolanda was. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. The crazier she gets, the weaker she'll be. At any rate, trust me, I can

handle it."

Joey's eyes were confident and determined. Since Yolanda was so haunting and ruthless, she was not

going to be lenient.

In the Moore Family!

Yolanda had already learned from a maid informer of the Charles family that Lillian had poisoned Joey,

so she uncorked a bottle of champagne to celebrate. But when she was halfway through drinking, she

received a call that Joey had been rescued in time. She immediately smashed the champagne and

glass.

"Why, why didn't it kill you!! Joey, how hard your fucking life is!"

Yolanda was so mad that she smashed things in her room.

At this moment, the next room resonated with a burst of lustful breathing of the man and the woman, so

enchanting but so harsh.

It must be Vivian and her fiancé Deacon having sex now.

Yolanda fiercely rushed out of her room, kicking maliciously at the door beside her room and shouted,

"Vivian, you are shameful! Why the hell are you groaning in broad daylight? If you have the guts, do it

in the street outside. You are such a whore..."

On the bed, Vivian and Deacon, who were excited, suddenly stopped. Deacon, in particular, was so

embarrassed that his face turned red.

"Did she take the wrong medicine?"

Vivian, who was scolded for no reason, suddenly flared up. She pushed Deacon away, casually put on

a nightdress, then angrily opened the door.

As soon as she saw Yolanda outside cursing her obscenity, Vivian rushed up and huffed. "You dare to

scold me. Who the hell are you? You're a whore and no one wants you!"

Immediately, two shrews got into fighting.

This was what Samantha saw when she came home. "Stop it!" she cried.