The Wife In Disguise

Josie hmms and walks quickly upstairs.

A few moments later, she came downstairs anxiously, “The staff said Violet went out and never came back.”

Hearing this, both Austin and Brooklyn’s faces froze up.

“Josie mommy, is mommy missing? Could she have gone to Uncle Louis?”

Erin, who was being held by Austin, cocked her head and burst out.

Josie blinked, took Erin from Austin, and said, “What are you waiting for? Why don’t you call Mr. Johnson and ask him about it?”

Austin was sent on a mission, and without any nonsense, dialed Louis’ number directly.

“Austin, something wrong?”

“Louis, have you seen Helena?”

On the other end of the phone, Louis is in a private room dealing with a client.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly with his sword, spoke to a few customers and walked outside the private room.

“Seen it, what’s wrong? She hasn’t come back yet?”

Are you still seeing Brooklyn?

Didn’t listen to him at all?

“She hasn’t come back yet, was she just with you?”

Austin asked in a rush.

“No, she’s with Brooklyn.”

Louis said with a cold vocal line.

Austin opened his mouth and glanced at Brooklyn, “Louis, something may have happened to Helena …”

Private room.

Greyson’s men brought in makeup tools.

“Violet, the stuff is brought for you, if you dare to fool me, then wait for the end of being adulterated first and then killed.”

Greyson made a vicious threat.

Violet pursed her lips, “Big brother, if my make-up skills can satisfy you, I hope you can let me go. Don’t worry, I will keep my mouth shut about today’s incident and never reveal half a word.”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Stop nagging and hurry up!” Greyson spoke impatiently.

Violet gestured to the man acting as a model to sit down, then pressed his apprehension and began to apply makeup for the man.

She can’t just sit there and wait for death, she must save herself!

It didn’t take long for the makeup to finish on the man’s face.

Violet looked to Greyson, “Brother, will this be okay if you take a look?”

Greyson walked up to the man and looked at the face in front of him with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

It is a face that looks completely different from the man himself.

If you just walk out like this, no one will recognize you for sure.

Violet’s makeup is really something.

Greyson nodded in satisfaction, “Go out and walk around and see if anyone knows you?”

“Brother, I’m a fugitive from justice, I can’t see anyone.”

The man acting as a model was startled and said with some hesitation.

“Told you to go out for a walk! Don’t worry, will I still screw you?”

Greyson tossed a mirror in front of him.

The man looked embarrassed and slowly picked up the mirror and looked at it.

At the sight of his own face, he could not help but stare in disbelief.

“This, this is not my face!”

“So let’s get you out and about and go for a walk, go ahead.”

Greyson kicked the man in the ass.

The man laughed heatedly, put the mirror down and strutted out.

“Brother, let me put on another makeup for you.”

Violet suppressed the fluctuations in her heart and looked at Greyson and said calmly.

Greyson glanced at her and, in a rare moment of non-objection, sat back in his chair.

Violet picked up her makeup tools and dryly applied a makeup for him.

“Okay.”

Violet put down her makeup tools, looked at her masterpiece and pursed her lips.

“Pfft, big brother, you …”

The henchmen standing on one side looked at Greyson’s face and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.