Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 766 Come To Me In Three Days

Chapter 766 Come to Me in Three Days

Felix's gaze turned grimmer.

He asked in a stern voice, "Are you threatening me?"

Queeny heaved a sigh helplessly.

She shook her head and walked up to his side, saying, "Look at you! How could you say that? I'm telling you the pros and cons. It doesn't matter if you don't want to work with me, but I heard that the Violet Group has also been working hard on the map lately. I guess they must be interested in my little map."

"Since you don't want the opportunity at your fingertips, I'll go work with them. I've met Seven several times anyway, and I like her."

"It's said that she works for the Violet Group now. As the saying goes, charity begins at home. We're likely to work for the same boss, and I think we're kind of family. Isn't that great?"

"We finally get a chance to talk about the good old days. It's been years, and I really miss her."

The more Queeny said, the more Felix's face darkened.

When she finally stopped talking, Felix turned livid.

His lips curving into a sneer, he taunted, "I didn't expect you to be so well-informed after four years in prison."

Queeny raised her brows and smiled, "Do you regret not having shot me to death back then, Mr. Bissel?"

Felix sneered, "I do."

"Well... too bad you missed out on the opportunity."

Staring at his handsome face, Queeny came up to him as she spoke, "I told you before. If you didn't kill me, I would come back at you someday. Felix Bissel, don't ever take me to your men's graveyard again, because I replace it disgusting. After all, we Rosefinch Club lost a lot of lives too!"

Her eyes darkened as she finished speaking.

Then she messed up the route map on the ground with her foot, and left without hesitation.

Her cold voice floated into his ears, sounding ruthless and decisive.

"Felix Bissel, if you want to work with me, show me you mean it. Come to me in three days. If I don't see you three days later, I'll give the map to them."

She disappeared as her voice faded away.

Instead of running after her, Felix stayed put silently, watching her back disappearing from his sight indifferently.

Somehow, seeing Queeny being so confident and cool, Felix secretly felt happy that she had become such a powerful woman, instead of feeling humiliated or angry since he just suffered a "defeat" by her. Finally, Queeny had grown into the woman she had always hoped she would be.

30 minutes later, Felix went down the mountain.

Ford, his driver, and assistant saw his figure far away, jumped off the car, and hurried forward to meet him.

"Boss."

Ford got alert immediately as he noticed Felix coming back alone with no one by his side.

"Boss, Miss Horton..."

Sulking, Felix didn't answer Ford, but walked by him, got into the car, and ordered coldly, "Let's go."

Ford paused, realizing that Felix must be in a bad mood now, and stopped talking at once.

He jumped in the driver's seat, started the car, and drove back to the city.

Meanwhile, Queeny took a taxi back.

The last thing she wanted to do was to be in the same car with him again. If she stayed with him for another few hours, she might lose control and kill him. Thinking so, Queeny touched her neck.

It still ached. She took out her phone and looked into it, replaceing that there were two faint red marks on her neck.

She clenched her teeth and swore secretly.

"That bastard! How dare he do this to me!"

However, this was not the first time he had ever hurt her physically. Four years ago, he had been harsher to her countless times.

Thus, Queeny was used to it. She rubbed her neck and put her phone away.

The taxi rushed back to the city. It was almost 8 in the evening when Queeny got to Sarah's dormitory building.

During this season of the year, it got dark pretty early, and it was fully dark by then.

The brilliant lights blazed everywhere in the city. Queeny got off the taxi and reached into her pocket, only to replace that she had no money with her.

Suddenly, she was overwhelmed with embarrassment.

Sure enough, no matter how smart she was, she could do nothing without money.

In desperation, Queeny brazened it out and called Sarah, asking her to come downstairs to pay the taxi driver.

The taxi driver thought she was not going to pay him when he saw her digging in her pockets for money but getting nothing.

But then he sized Queeny up, replaceing that she was a pretty and decent girl, so he presumed she might not do anything like this. Besides, as a young woman, she must be shy, and thus he said nothing. Even so, the taxi driver was still worried.

He wasn't reassured until he heard her calling her friend to pay.

Sarah went down very soon, with four or five $20 bills in her hand.

She passed the cash to Queeny, her cheeks twitching as she saw her giving the money to the driver.

She asked Queeny, "Where have you been, Queeny? It costs you a bundle!"

Queeny felt awkward.

She scratched her head with embarrassment and replied, "I'll tell you about it when we get back to your dorm."

Sarah had no choice but to nod.

The two of them went upstairs together and went it Sarah's bedroom.

Her roommates had already left for work at this time.

To keep Queeny company, Sarah had asked for leave today. Since tomorrow was her day off, now she had two days off in a row. Queeny hadn't called since she had left, and a while ago, Sarah was going to call her to ask her when she would come back. However, just at that moment, Queeny called her for money.

Sarah made about $500 a month, but Queeny's fare cost her about $100, making her scream inside.

But she was afraid that Queeny would get upset, so she tried her best to hold herself back and not to show it.

It was one thing that she tried not to show her emotions, but that didn't mean Queeny wasn't aware of it.

After all, Queeny wasn't born yesterday.

She had grown up depending on her brain, and thus being understanding and considerate had become her intrinsic merit.

Therefore, she totally understood what kind of situation Sarah was in right now.

And just because of that, it vexed her to think of the mistake she had made today.

But she also knew all these difficulties were temporary.

Soon, she would have her own work to do, and then, she would pay Sarah back.

The guilt was eased a little as she thought of this.

Sarah, nevertheless, had no idea what Queeny was thinking about. She sat down, stared at her, and asked worriedly, "Where have you been today?"