His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1260: Alexander Foster got drunk on my side, you come over here_1

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1260: Alexander Foster got drunk on my side, you come over here_1

Chapter 1260

Her excitement at that word outdid the taste of three catties of honey; it gave her an encouraging sense of fulfillment.

Jerry River immediately dispatched people to the side of Dean Collins, and led them both into a secret room.

The secret room was located on floor negative one, surrounded by walls with no windows, the background was pure white, very quiet.

Inside, there were two beds and lighting, with little else.

"Lie down, both of you."

They obediently reclined.

At this point, the trio’s relationship resembled that between a doctor and patients.

Jerry River changed into a white lab coat, put on glasses, and his demeanor became calmer and cleaner compared to just now.

After glancing at their hands, he proactively pulled them together, made them hold hands, and said, "Whatever I say, you just listen. Remember, you must cooperate with me. Otherwise, forget the business with the laboratory!"

Chloe Collins raised eyebrows: "Of course."

Jerry River, looking into her eyes, felt unsettled. Things were not turning out as he had anticipated, too smooth.

Atrociously path-of-least-resistance smooth.

He said, "Adjust yourselves, clear your minds. I need to get some things, I will be back shortly."

After dropping those words, he exited.

Chloe Collins’ fingers pressed into the man’s palm, while looking up at the ceiling, asked, "Secrets in the heart could be brazenly grabbed during hypnotherapy. Are you afraid?"

Alexander Foster held her hand back softly, slowly said, "Priority - accompany you, nothing else matters."

She laughed, warmed inside.

Outside the room.

Jerry River texted Manie York, asking her to drop by.

It was not long before he entered.

"Alright, let’s begin."

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When Manie York saw the message, she was dealing with renewing a contract with Jonathan Brown.

In the previous hour, she made a significant discovery. She found traces of artwork by Ella Stark in the schematics that Jonathan Brown had sent beforehand.

This discovery made her hair stand on end, staring blankly, eager to verify.

Jonathan Brown was a designer whom she always liked, a person she respected. In her mind, Jonathan Brown should be around thirty, a man with rich experience and a free-spirited character.

However, this discovery now left her in a daze.

After she shipped the schematics over to good luck for verification, she spotted Jerry River’s message.

[Manie, Alexander Foster got drunk at my place, could you come over?]

She got a shock.

Her mind was filled with doubt, then confusion.

After thinking for a while, she decided to text Jerry River back.

[It won’t be appropriate for me to come.]

Putting ego before vitals, she pulled a face.

But at the moment her message was about to be sent, she deleted it, quickly packed herself up, grabbed her bag and hurried out.

The Yorks was an hour’s drive away from the Bushes. Considering the traffic, it took her one hour and twenty minutes to reach the Bushes’ residence.

Manie York walked in, nervously brought into a guest room by a housekeeper.

On opening the door, she found nobody inside.

"Where is everyone? Where’s my Master?"

Housekeeper: "I am sorry Miss York, I don’t know either. The master instructed that as soon as you arrive, I need to bring you here to wait for a while."

Manie York was even more confused. She considered for a moment and decided to wait.

The housekeeper stepped out, quietly pulling the door to without closing it properly – he only covered it.

Manie York didn’t pay attention to these small details and started to look around the room. The window of the guestroom overlooked a charming, quiet, small courtyard with a pond.

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