My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 4

Chapter 004 Crystal Eyes Annette turned on the laptop and entered another game.

Looking over at this girl who was nearly as cold as marble, Veromca found himself getting absolutely nowhere.

He sighed and said, "OK, you can just hang around these couple of days.Do you need a car? I will give you the key."

The girl gave him no answer, only being engaged in the game with her pretty and thin fingers tapping in an amazingly rapid speed.

Veromca was almost defeated.

Wancy was merciful enough to raise his head, "We don't need any car.Goodbye."

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These two were the most unbridled in the world.

Veromaca still felt perplexed when he closed the door behind him.

He was so repected by everyone else in Shiveport! And he couldn't believe that he was in such an embarrassing situation! Having taken a bath, Annette walked out while drying her hair.

As Wancy was chatting with someone online, she raised her eyes and looked over.

Wancy was sitting in front of her laptop.

She had no idea how this little boy managed to decode her laptop password.

Quite a progress, huh.

A gorgeous face occupied the screen.

Wearing long eyelashes and blue eyeliners, this woman looked so sexy and charming, just like an enchantress that would capture the hearts of the whole world.

Behind her was a dancing floor in some dancing club.

"Hey, gal."

That woman smiled at Annette in an enchanting way.

Her shining fair skin and the leather tube top made almost every man passing by turn their heads round for her sexy glamour.

Wancy’s eyes were shining.

"Oh, is it fun over there in the club?"

"Super fun.

Just look at the hot girls behind me."

Vianne raised one of her eyebrows, "Little boy, just get your sister to bring you over here."

Wancy’s curiosity was peaking.

"Great! Oh no--"

He was plunged onto the bed being grasped at the back collar.

The whole action went swiftly and smoothly, and he just fell sprawling.

When he finally fumbled his way to sit up, he found his sister sitting on where he had been.

She had her long and slim legs overlapped and lean on the table.

Lying casually at the back of the chair which tilted at an angle of 30 degrees to the floor, she managed to keep everything stable.

This girl on the chair was just exuding an air of inexpressible wildness all over.

Still drying her hair, Annette opened her eyes and stared at Vianne with a sharp look.

Vianne pouted her mouth, begging for an answer.

"Why? Looking at me in that way?"

"Don't induce my little brother."

Annette's cold voice made the air frozen up.

"What's the matter?"

Vianne took a sip of the alcohol and laughed fascinatingly.

"About the Lancaster boy who is looking for you.

I just made a little trick on your location and misled him all the way to this club.

Would you like to hang out over here now?"

Annette’s motion came to a halt.

She then pressed the towel onto the table and raised her eyebrows, "You just want to make more trouble for me?"

"Who says it’s a trouble?"

Vianne said with reproachful sweetness and went on with a little curiosity, "How come you're not interested in that renowned dandy Waynett?"

"Don't underestimate him."

Annette said.

Young age was her best camouflage, because no one would spot her, a girl of only seventeen years old, as the legendary medical genius.

But Waynett might be an exception.

She had to be cautious.

"How dare I underestimate the well-known Waynett!"

Vianne shrugged and threw up her hands, but she still wanted an answer.

"Really don’t wanna show up? An auction is going on tonight in this pub and its final big item is a piece of jade with magic power to soothe the nerves.

It's said to be that magical, anyway.

Aren't you doing study on neurological problems all these years?"

Annette's aloof eyes began to sparkle, "Where are you?"

"Crystal Eyes."

Vianne replied.

The most expensive hang-out in Shiveport where only the rich or celebrities could afford to visit.