Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 820: Can people compare with dogs?

But Ms. Michelle played dumb.

"I'll bring the medicine to you after the press conference tomorrow." She said, "I hope you'll behave and cooperate."

"Give me the medicine now," Bonnie said, holding out her hand, "and I want it after the press conference."

The palm of the outstretched hand is a bloody mess.

All of it was pinched out by her after she learned of Sebastian's death.

Ms. Michelle stared for a moment, before turning around and taking a bottle of medicine out of a drawer.

When he was about to hand it over to Bonnie, he suddenly regretted it again, "Let's wait until the press conference is over tomorrow, after that, I'll give it to you immediately." With that, put the medicine bottle back in the drawer.

"It's about time to rest, I'm going to take a shower, so I won't walk you downstairs." Ms. Michelle said, turning around and going to the bathroom.

Without hesitation, Bonnie opened the drawer and took the pill bottle.

Looking at the bathroom with the door closed, Bonnie's mouth curled up in a sarcastic smile.

Ms. Michelle obviously did it on purpose.

She doesn't want to offend her own fat, and she doesn't want Elise to resent her.

So, deliberately put the pill bottle back in the drawer, waiting for yourself to "steal"!

In the future, even if Elise is pursued, she is not half responsible.

After all, she did not give this bottle of medicine at all, was unknowingly stolen ah!

Bonnie thought, and another bad chill ran through her heart.

It's hard to imagine how much Milana has experienced around pirates over the years to go from the silly white girl who would be tricked into pushing herself into the high seas to the poisonous woman with a ful heart now.

She was miserable, but that's definitely no reason to have her hands covered in blood.

If you really hate Aliyah, you should reveal the truth about what happened back then, not use such nasty tactics!

Holding the bottle of medicine, Bonnie left Ms. Michelle's room.

This night, she had no sleep.

At eight in the morning, Elise came into her room and took a plain white dress for Bonnie to change into.

But after giving the dress, hedid not leave, but stood by, staring at Bonnie with a deadly stare.

"You're not going to let me change?" Bonnie asked with a frown.

Elise is still staring dead at Bonnie, and the bruises under her eyes prove that she didn't sleep well last night either.

It was only after a long time that he spoke, "Do you really intend to let me marry someone else?"

"Yeah." Bonnie nodded, "Like I said, I'll torture you slowly."

"Ms. Michelle won't agree to this, so get over it!" Elise exclaimed again.

Bonnie shrugged her shoulders with an expression of indifference, but asked Elise rhetorically, "If you really think Ms. Michelle will be on your side, then why are you worried?"

Elise"......"

Her fists clenched and unclenched, her tone gradually cold, "I'm just reminding you not to waste your efforts, you're just a temporary captive of favor, while I've been with the boss and Ms. Michelle for over ten years!"

"A dog that has been with me for over a decade is just a dog, I am a temporary favored captive, that is also a human being, a human being and a dog, can you compare?" Bonnie asked.

"You!" Elise was furious and raised her arm, trying to hit Bonnie.

But remembering that Bonnie is now the red-hot person in front of Ms. Michelle, she had to put her arm down again.

Giving Bonnie a vicious glare, "Don't be so wild, trying to harm me, dream on!"

With these words, Elise slammed the door and left in a huff.

After going out, Elise was still a bit uneasy, so she rushed upstairs and planned to talk to Ms. Michelle about the matter.

As long as Ms. Michelle is on her side, then she has nothing to fear!

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