Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 66 Leaving Waverly (2)

Both before and now, Adriana is very uncomfortable with parting.

After bidding goodbye to Vivian, Adriana went downstairs with her gift.

I just walked out of the elevator lobby on the first floor, but I found Alvin and Flora walking out from

outside.

She panicked a little and immediately turned around and walked to the entrance of the stairway and hid

inside.

"Alvin, what did you think of that movie just now, was it good?" Flora's sweet voice came from outside.

"It's okay." Alvin replied without walking away.

"Have you seen the movie with Adriana?"

"She?" Alvin hesitated a bit, then shook his head, "No."

"Really? That means I'm the first person to see a movie with you? How nice. Let's go, the elevator's

here, let's go in."

And then the voices outside quieted down.

Adriana stepped out from the stairway and looked at the elevator monitor that kept changing floor

numbers, she pursed her lips.

Senior, I'm leaving. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

A brief encounter, followed by separation.

Adriana was a little dripping with emotion and seemed to really dislike the feeling.

With her baggage in hand, Adriana took a taxi straight to Waverly Airport, where she picked up her

ticket.

Standing in the large airport lounge, Adriana looked at the ticket in her hand and felt infinite emotions in

her heart.

I have to leave Waverly after all, maybe it's not really the right place for her.

"Let's go, Waverly."

With a sigh, Adriana carried her bags towards the ticket gate and stood in line.

"Next, okay, next ......"

With the ticket inspector shouting, we soon arrived at Adriana's place.

Adriana turned back to look at Mucheng once more and handed out the ticket in her hand.

"Wait a minute."

Her ticket was still in her hand when she suddenly heard a man walk up behind her.

The man was dressed in a suit and sunglasses, a dress code more like a bodyguard. He said politely to

Adriana, "Ms. Hale, my husband wants to see you, please come over."

Adriana hesitated for a moment, "Your husband? Which one is it?"

"Hey, do you want to check your ticket, there are people behind you if you don't check your ticket." The

anxious passenger behind him complained unhappily.

"I'm sorry."

Adriana moved out of the way and followed the man aside, asking as she went, "Which one of you

gentlemen is it?"

Mysterious, a look at the identity is not a simple character.

"You'll know when you see it later."

The man did not tell the truth, but simply took Adriana to the SVIP VIP room, where a man in a silver-

grey suit sat.

The man has handsome features, a short beard on his chin, quite a bit of yuppie atmosphere, and a

steady and mature demeanor between his hands and feet.

A quick glance will tell you that this person has a distinguished identity.

"Sir, the man has been brought here."

The bouncer said to the one man.

"Sit down."

The man greeted Adriana, "I've prepared a clear tea for you, I don't know if it's to your liking."

"At the risk of asking, which one are you? We ...... don't seem to know each other, right?" Adriana read

people countless, but I have to say that the person in front of me has a strong popularity, invisibly

flowing a sense of oppression let her some tight Sir promote.

"Brenden."

Brenden simply and directly gave his name and waved his hand at the bodyguard, signaling him to

leave.

The bodyguard nodded and left, closing the door to the room.

"Are you Uncle of ......Peter?"

No wonder I felt some familiarity at the moment I saw him, it was because he looked somewhat similar

to Peter.

So ......

What was his purpose in finding himself?

"Just love talking to smart people." Brenden smiled meaningfully, with an affable manner.

Adriana stood there, did not take her seat, and asked directly, "Mr. Alston has something to say directly,

I have a plane to catch and not much time."

With half an hour to go before takeoff, she was indeed very pressed for time.

"The ticket ......" Brenden gave a slight pause and shrugged his shoulders rather regretfully, "Maybe

you won't be able to use it."

He took out an Ipad and put it on the table, "This video might be of more interest to you."

Adriana's eyebrows quirked slightly and she walked over towards the table, "What is it?"

The moment she picked up the tablet, she tapped on the video, and a frame appeared with the lovely

face and joyful laughter of her daughter Helen, filling her ears with good listening.

"Ya, uncle you are really too humorous, be my godfather, okay? "

"You said you were leaving, when do you plan to come back here?"

"Helen is a little sad to see what you do?"

"Is it true that you and Mommy are good friends? How come I haven't heard mommy say oh."

......

Helen in the video kept talking to a man, although the man did not shoot the front, but if there is no

mistake, that person is the person in front of ......Brenden.

Adriana's heartstrings were tense, "What do you want to do? And who is this girl?"

Even though she knew the child inside was her daughter, she couldn't admit it directly and always felt

that Brenden's sudden appearance was for some purpose.

"You don't know this girl? That's okay, I'll let you know."

Brenden unhurriedly took out a document from a side handbag, "This, you might be more interested

in."

Adriana glanced at the kraft paper bag, did not open it, and asked rhetorically, "Mr. Alston has

something to say, I do not like to beat around the bush."

"That's a cool guy."

He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, not even a hint of anxiety, as if deliberately waiting for

Adriana to read that one document.

Adriana, mindful of the situation, picked up the kraft paper bag and opened it, pulling out the

documents.

It is a paternity test, the comparator is her and Helen, followed by Helen's identity investigation

information, including Helen's address abroad, school are recorded in detail.

Being investigated so closely, Adriana is defending herself in a meaningless way.

Asking directly, "What is the reason for your deliberate approach to my daughter? What exactly is your

purpose in seeking me out?"

"In fact, I appreciate your ability to work, in just a few years to develop your own company to domestic

and international, amazing ability. According to my transfer, the winning rate of all the cases you have

taken is ninety-nine percent. To be precise, for so many years, you have only lost one lawsuit. I need a

talent like you very much."

Brenden's words really surprised Adriana, she never expected him to investigate so carefully, digging

up the roots.

But it was this that made her more and more nervous.

"So?" She asked.

"It's very simple, come to work at Alston Group, I will pay you 100,000 per month plus performance

commission." Brenden's words were not a request for Adriana's opinion, but rather a command.

"Huh."

Adriana snorted a laugh, her eyes full of mockery, "What makes you think I'll listen to you?"

Not to mention the salary, did Brenden go to all that trouble to find out all that information just to get her

a job at Alston Group?

Waverly is also a top tier city with countless great lawyers, so why only her?

There must be some ulterior motives and secrets.

I just couldn't think of it for a while.

"You have a choice whether you listen to my arrangement or not. But Ms. Hale is a smart man and

should make an intelligent choice."