Take My Cold Boss Home

Chapter 292 Where Are You Going In The Middle Of The Night

"You... are you leaving now? "

Lily was a little unbelieving. What was so urgent?

Something bad must have happened in the middle of the night, but since Jack didn't tell her, there must

be some unspeakable reasons.

But was there anything she couldn't know?

"Do you have another woman outside?"

Lily pouted and muttered.

Humph, did he so eager to have a mistress outside?

Hearing this, the corners of Jack's mouth twitched...

This woman...

She really could imagine anything...

"If you keep thinking like this, you are not allowed to watch TV series anymore!"

She must have been watching those messy things, making her suspicious.

Hearing this, Lily hurriedly begged for mercy, "Please don't, Honey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said

that."

She could do anything as long as she was allowed to watch TV. It was going to kill her if she couldn't

watch TV series.

"Well, go to sleep now. I'll leave after you fall asleep."

Jack said in a cold voice, but Lily didn't close her eyes.

Although she was joking, she had a bad feeling...

"Don't lie to me, Jack. What the hell are you going to do?"

Jack bent over and kissed her on the forehead, "I have something to deal with in the company."

Lily looked at him in confusion. But Jack didn't seem to be lying. After a long while, she nodded.

Well, she believed it reluctantly.

She closed her eyes and soon came the sound of even breathing...

Seeing that Lily was asleep, Jack gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, turned around and walked out.

Henry stood outside the door and looked at him worriedly.

"Mr. Jack, am I really not going?"

"Yes."

Henry had no choice but to nod. Indeed, in Jack's eyes, what was more important than Mrs. Lily?

Jack drove fast all the way and arrived at the southern suburbs.

A group of men in black had already arrived here. Seeing the arrival of Jack, they quickly lowered their

heads respectfully and greeted, "Mr. Jack."

"How is it going?" asked Jack in a low voice.

Shawn walked towards him with bloodstains on his hands. It was clearly a horrible wound, which was

still bleeding.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"What's going on?" asked Jack, frowning.

"It's not a big deal. That bastard scratched me with a knife."

Shawn smiled indifferently and pointed at a dead body on the ground.

But the wound didn't seem to be scratched. Clearly it was a slash!

"Okay, protect yourself."

Jack said coldly, but the bloodthirsty in his eyes was more and more obvious. Even everyone present

was shocked by his powerful aura.

Yes, their boss ...he was really angry!

The consequence would be very serious!

'Well done, William. If you dare to hurt my subordinates, I will let you pay the price!'

The corner of Jack's mouth gradually raised a cold arc, which was extremely dangerous.

"Are they all dead?"

Jack glanced at the corpses on the ground and asked indifferently, as if it was just an insignificant

question.

"No... one escaped... "

Shawn lowered his head and said apologetically.

It was his carelessness that made a person escape from their palms, and once this person escaped,

the consequences would be unimaginable.

Jack patted him on the shoulder and took a look at his bleeding hand. Jack's eyes darkened.

How could Shawn still care about this even if he was in such a bad condition?

'Shawn, I'm so glad that I didn't kill you.'

Jack gave him a meaningful look and said, "Go to the hospital quickly. If your hand is disabled, I can't

afford it."