Sweet Revenge

Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Mine, no?

which she knihat, she confuse Winnie to0,”Wait! How many boyfriends do you liave?”

Silvia shot a look that killed her and Winnie shut up instantly,

She thought about it with a wrinkles brow, “If we’re not talking about the same person, the one who came to deliver the goods just now is not your boyfriend?

No way! It’s the middle of the night, carrying so much stuff and your personal stuff, delivered without a single extra word, gave it to me and left…”

As she listened, Silvia had an idea and with a vague suspicion in her mind, she looked at Winnie and said, ‘Wait!”

She pulled her phone out of her pockerishe definitely didn’t have a picture of Freddie, she didn’t think she could find it online either, it was quite mysterious.

Glancing askance at Winnie who was staring at her, she clicked on the WeChat dialog box and sent a message to Simon, “Give me a picture of Freddie.”

If she was right, it was most likely Freddie who had just come and not Simon.

Come to think of it, if he had come over in person, there was no way he would have given Winnie something and left on his own, it wasn’t his style.

“Wait a minute!” she said.

Silvia had sent the message and waited for a response; if Simon had sent Freddie to deliver her things, he was definitely still awake.

What she didn’t know was that not only was someone up, they were on the road not far from the lab,

The black Porsche was lying there quietly and he was sitting inside it, resting his eyes.

Knowing that she was going to be up late tonight and couldn’t sleep alone at home and with the sudden drop in temperature, he had come to bring her something.

Knowing the importance of the experiment coming to its final stage, he didn’t bother her and just asked Freddie to bring the stuff up

The phone rang twice and he opened his eyes, scanning the text on the screen and furrowing his brow.

Freddie was sitting in the driver’s seat and he was unaware of it.

buf his instinctive alertness made him feel a sudden chill down his back. He subconsciously glanced in the rear-view mirror and net his boss’s deep, unpredictable eyes and froze,

Alle haring at han toi do , Ston looked at his phone seen again, convinced that his little wite was asking to p ur of bubbdoblant and not of him, his eyes sank and his volle became even deeper, “Freddie, turn around.”

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“Mr.Simon?”

A cold sweat rose up on his back, what was Mr.Simon doing taking his picture?

Could it be that there was some special mission that was so dangerous that he had left it behind as a posthumous

portrait?

Soon Silvia’s phone flashed and she picked it up, opening it to reveal Freddie’s mug shot,

It was so close and so clear that even the stiff lines on Freddie’s face were so obvious… this man was not fit to be photographed

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But on closer inspection, it does match Winnie’s description, square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking mean?

The more I felt I was right, I turned my hand and put the photo in front of Winnie, “What you said, is it him?”.

A quick glance and Winnie nodded her head, “Yes, yes, that’s him! Am I right and you said he wasn’t your boyfriend?”

“Not him.” Shaking her head, she sighed and continued eating

What the hell! What an oops!

Thinking about how silly it really was to compare Winnie’s words to Simon’s just now!

However, he was so quick to reply to the message and the photo was obviously taken now and when she clicked on the photo to see the background behind Freddie, it was a little blurry, but it was easy to see that it was in a car, so he

WAS …

Before she could figure it out, another message came through

“Want some more!” With three simple words, Silvia thought he meant do you want more of Freddie’s photos and was busy replying, “No, that’s tine.”

What did she need so many pictures of Freddie for, it was just to show Winnie and make sure the two weren’t talking out of turn.

“Sure you don’t want any?”

“me, nonono”

“Pfft… ohem …” Silvia sputtered and choked on a mouthful of water when she saw that last one

It was just a cold phone screen, just a line of text, but she could see the air of resentment, what did it mean,

“Mine, no?”

Was this a complaint that she hadn’t asked for his picture?

“Are you okay, you’re choking on a sip of water.” Winnie patted her back and wondered,

“Who are you talking to? By the way, if that wasn’t your boyfriend, why did he bring you something so late. Do you still have his picture?”

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious It seemed, something didn’t seem right, but she couldn’t put her linger on it.

Silvia coughed and waved her hand, trying to placate the older man over there first.

Picking up her phone, she quickly replied,

“I have your entire person, what do I need those pictures for!”

Simancat in the car, looking at the text on his phone, a smile finally breaking out at the corners of his taut lips.

In the front seat, Freddie looked at his boss in the rear view mirror with trepidation, at one moment staring at himself with deep eyes, at another moment looking serious and thoughtful and now, at this moment, he was … smiling again?

What bizarre plot ah!

“Your picture, when I go back to take it for you personally!” Lest that big jealous king wasn’t appeased enough, Silvia added another sentence.

Simon was finally satisfied, “Good!”

Silvia was relieved to see the word ‘good’, which signified that her emotions had calmed down, when she felt

something behind her and was startled to see a huge head.

“Tch tch tch …” smacking her lips, Winnie had a sour look on her face, “I didn’t think you’d be so sappy, oops, I’m holding out! I’ve got a mouthful of food!” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

She said and wiped her mouth as if she was relishing the taste of food.

Amused by her appearance, she stood up and gave her a slap on the head,

“That’s enough! If you’ve eaten enough, get to work! You clean up here, I’ll go see if the results are in.”

“Okay, I’ll clean up! Let’s get this done so we can get back to the photo shoot!” Winnie teased her and said,

“By the way, why did you send me a picture of that guy just now, you should have shown me a picture of your boyfriend!”

“Looks like I’ın still giving you too little work to keep you so idle!” Holding onto the door frame, Silvia looked back a

her.

“I’ve been working overnight with you, so consider it an overtime perk!”

While cleaning up the rubbish on the table, Winnie remembered the dialogue box on her phone screen and said,

“By the way, who’s Simon? Why does that name sound so familiar?”

Silvia: “…