Chapter 11

Chapter 011

His sister is a difficult girl Wancy frowned at those people standing around the table.

"Have told you that we don't know you.Will you stop interrupting our meal or not?"

His voice was childish but cold enough.

He was really sick of these guys! They must have come for sister's charm! And that was really a nasty
approach to accost her like that! Annette changed her posture and lay on the chair sideways.

She stretched out her pretty long arm and rested it upon the table.

In her hand was a table knife which joggled slightly.

As the blade reflected some bright and chilly light, the patience in her eyes was draining out.

Wancy was really afraid his sister would stab someone as she turned her wrist.

Fortunately, she had actually learnt to contain her hot temper these years.

Waynett narrowed his eyes, observing this girl who was with overwhelming arrogance and unruliness
from her head to toe.

--It was she who could afford to visit places like Crystal Eyes and this Ce Bas Monde restaurant.

It was also she who bought cheap things on sale.

He lifted the corner of his mouth, having something new in his eyes.

"Two kids need nice food to grow better.



Don't disturb them.

Go to the private box."

Wancy sneaked a look at his sister who was wearing an unreadable expression which was close to
smile.

He cursed that hateful gang in his heart.

Although Ray still wanted to make fun of this sister and brother, he could only hesitatingly surrender to
Waynett's order, "Alright."

Kellen rolled his eyes toward this fool - Ray just didn’t know, one more wrong word could really entail
the girl’s table knife.

Waynett still remained in the wake of others, and walked toward the private box idly.

He showed the waiter the QR code to pay from his phone when passing the counter, with his good-
looking long finger pointing to Annette’s direction.

Waiters nodded with smile, full of obvious excitement in the eyes.

Please! Waynett was the Mr.Right in every woman's dream! They'd finished the meal.

Leaning idly against the back of chair sideways, Annette started playing a phone game with her fingers
moving at a steady pace.

Each gunshot was astonishingly accurate the rival's head.

Wancy went checking out at the counter, and returned shortly, without any receipt.

Annette didn't even raise her head.



"What's wrong?"

Wancy got himself seated.

"Someone has paid the bill for us.

Probably it’s that gang.

We just have no idea who of them exactly."

Beating down the last rival, Annette was announced as champion in the game.

She then put her phone away, rose and said in a low voice, "OK.

Let's go."

At the gate of Ce Bas Monde restaurant, she turned round toward the direction of the private box.

Although a bit bloodshot, her eyes still exuded great wildness.

That was her innate nature.

Wancy discovered a popular dessert shop.

"What about some macarons?"

"Sure, and some more candy."

Annette said.

"Of course."



Wancy went to the shop blissfully.

A tranquil mid-night in the suburb.

Two military vehicles were parked in front of a villa at the foot of the hill.

One of the car numbers was made up of all 6, the other, pure 7.

As the car door slid open, there came the sound of military boots treading on the ground.

Four men in camouflage uniforms got off, all with tough and stiff faces.

After greeting them, Veromca turned to Annette, "Anything to tell Wancy? If not, just let him set about."

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My Fabulous Wife is the best current series of the author Scarlett Johanseon . With the below
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