Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

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She hurriedly stopped, and the driver was uncertain, but stopped anyway.

Stanley wondered.

"Why don't you just go to the door?"

Klara rubbed her hands together, her eyes flickering as she avoided it.

"It's not good for people to see, is it?"

Even if Klara had little interest in Stanley, she always had to consider the objective conditions, Stanley's

popularity was just too high.

If he appeared here, her ears would have to shed their skin.

In the principle of not causing trouble, she still prefers to walk a little way.

Stanley did not think in this direction at all, and when he heard Klara's reason, he first froze.

Then there was undisguised anger in his eyes, and a deep, unseen coldness in his tone.

"You don't want anyone to see us together."

Stanley had never been treated this way; he only knew what it was like to be dragged along trying to

climb into a relationship.

It was the first time he'd ever hit a nail in the coffin with a woman.

"That's for sure, it would be too much trouble to be seen with you."

Klara didn't hide it, not to mention that she didn't feel the need to hide it either.

The mere fact that Carson had been at her table could have turned the school upside down.

If she saw Stanley with her now, she would not be long for life.

She didn't want to appreciate the power and malice of a jealous woman any longer.

Although she spoke the truth, she did not notice Stanley's displeasure in the least.

So she did not stay much longer, as soon as she pulled open the car door and jumped down.

Ignoring the extremely low air pressure in the carriage, Klara patted her butt and left, not forgetting to

twist her head and instructed.

"Just wait for me here, I'll be quick."

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

The air pressure around the boy was even lower than the frightening, he was not able to make a sound

for a long time, is really by this little girl gas hard.

"Milo."

He finally opened his mouth after a long time.

"Yes!"

Milo reflexively bowed his head and replied respectfully, then couldn't help but shiver.

"Go check out the people who set Klara up today, and don't let any of them go."

Stanley's cold eyes had a hint of killing intent in them, then said with an aggravated tone.

"Give them a lesson to experience."

It's a pity that these girls just happened to be in the crosshairs of the gun.

Milo looked at his master's face like frost, turned his head and winced.

These ladies really don't know what's good for them, and who not to mess with, but to mess with the

head of their own master.

I can only hope for the best.

In the hot spring.

Ana was wrapped in a bath towel and a coat, shivering as she watched the staff clean the hot spring.

She finally stabilized under multiple reassurances, with monstrous anger in her eyes.

"She's dead."

Ana gritted her teeth, and Polly was ready to add a little firewood to stir things up when -

"Miss, it's not good!"

Ana cursed angrily as the staff hurried in and shouted.

"What is it again?"

"It's a call from home, saying that the master has been arrested for illegal tax evasion!"

All the girls in the room turned pale at these words.

There was nothing wrong with Ana being spoiled from childhood, but the seriousness of this matter had

exceeded her imagination.

She ran out of the room in a panic, not caring about Klara anymore.

Ana's departure left room for a few of her sisters to gossip.

"His father was caught? Tax evasion, that's not a small thing."

"How could he be arrested all of a sudden? He must have offended someone above him, right?"

"Since the matter has not been suppressed, have developed to the point of arrest, but I see the Perry

Family afraid to fall!" Another girl said in a conciliatory manner.

"If her family really fell, we should not play with her, right?"

"Yes, it's really a big lady's temper, who wants to serve her like."

These people talk about sisters, but in fact, they are just little followers.

Now that the Perry Family tree has fallen, they naturally have to find their own way out.

Polly's eyes are vaguely anxious.

The Perry Family is a first-class family, it should not just fall down.

The Perry Family can't fall. She hasn't finished killing them yet.

"Shit, she's lucky."

Polly thought meanly, every time she tried to deal with Klara, Klara seemed to have a god's help.

...

Klara was unaware of what was going on in the spa, and she slipped back into the villa.

The music was still as deafening as ever, and the boys and girls were still having fun in the ring pool.

Klara shook her head, these young people are really energetic, aren't they?

She turned to the side of the ring and quickly found her school bag, put it on her back and was ready to

sneak out again.

An angry voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Klara!"

Klara suddenly shivered in shock and turned her head to see Carson coming right at her.

"Where have you been."

He grimaced and Klara was stunned, then grinned.

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Carson's eyes widened, anger and surprise overlapping his face in a way that just looked a little funny.

"Have you got it wrong? I'm fighting for you in the ring and you go wandering the woods?"

His voice was too loud, and with the deafening music, Klara's mood got even worse.

"It's not like I haven't stopped you before!"

Carson was so angry that he was about to roll his eyes, and only then did Klara notice the bruises and

broken skin on his face.

The heart for a moment is a little intolerant.

"So did you win or not?"

Carson's mouth stifled a grunt.

"What does it matter to you, don't you care?"

Klara nodded, she was asking out of humanitarian concern, Carson didn't want to say even if she did.

Looking at Klara and turning her head to leave, Carson's iceberg face still collapsed as he reached out

to pull Klara in.

"I'm sure I can win."

Klara said there was nothing surprising about this.

Carson looked like a practiced man, unlike the reserved son, and it was only natural that he couldn't

beat him.

How about complimenting him?

Klara searched her heart for words that she could say, but was interrupted by a shout of surprise.

"Kaleb!"

"Call a doctor, Kaleb has passed out!"

The DJ quickly turned off the music, and the scene became even more chaotic.

Klara ran to the dance floor in two steps and saw Kaleb on the floor.

She squeezed through the people around her and crouched down beside Kaleb to open his eyelids for

a look, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

The basic reflexes were still there, which meant he was not in danger of dying, but why was he

suddenly unconscious...

Klara snapped her head up and asked.

"He was injured before?"

His friend, startled, stammered a reply in the face of the stern question.