Chapter 404

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"Watch your mouth, NIA." instead of looking at her sister, Nicole continued to help Tracy tidy her coat until she was satisfied.

"Hum!" Antonia snorted coldly and turned her head away.

The car stopped outside the black iron door with some carved flowers. The driver got off and rang the doorbell. After a while, two servants dressed up to open the door.

The driver restarted the car and drove into the iron gate to enter the manor. The front yard is a large area of grassland and beautiful garden landscape. The road leading to the main building is paved with gray slate.

The main building of the whole villa is of wooden structure with few stones. It is a typical classical European style. There are exquisite stone columns and artistic sculptures on both sides of the steps leading to the gate, and the ebony windows of the building are carefully carved.

Built in the 1950s, the manor was renovated before Nicole's family moved in. It has been properly maintained over the years and doesn't look old.

The car was very stable under the steps of the villa gate. Before getting off, Nicole warned Antonia, "when you see your father and mother later, you'd better be a mute and don't say anything."

"Nicole, you..."

Nicole is afraid that she will make trouble for herself and Tracy. Antonia is very angry at her sister's request. She just wants to refute it. Nicole stares back and says in a stuffy voice, "okay... I won't say anything. You can handle it yourself at your mother."

"I have my own way." Nicole raised her chin and looked confident.

What can I do?

Contradicting her mother and taking her to the hospital?

Oh! What else can you do besides being unreasonable.

Antonia thought that she knew her sister too well. When she became strong, she was difficult to resist, and her mother retreated. Otherwise Nicole's character is so stubborn, she won't go her own way. No one cares about her.

In this family, Nicole can only listen to her father, but it's hard to change her mind.

Antonia got out of the car first, went up the steps to the gate regardless, and seemed a little angry.

"Is she all right?" Antonia's figure disappeared at the gate. Tracy looked back and asked.

Nicole said, "leave her alone. It'll be fine in a minute."

"Oh..." Tracy nodded and asked curiously, "I heard NIA say your mother just now. She is very opposed to us being together?"

"How to say..." Nicole frowned slightly. "Mother, she has been very strict with me and my sister since childhood. In her mind, my man should be a regular scholar, doctor or lawyer, like my father. Therefore, she opposed my last marriage."

"I see." before Nicole finished, Tracy probably understood the cheap mother-in-law's attitude and said, "your mother doesn't like me to compare... Er... Boastful people?"

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"It's not your fault," Tracy consoled Nicole by pinching her shoulder, and then mocked herself: "although I'm also an asshole, I'll definitely do better than others."

"Don't say that. I always think you're very good, very good." Nicole kissed Tracy gently on the cheek. "Don't worry, I'll take care of my mother. I have a way to deal with her. You just fool old Mr. Kidman and use your real talent. By the way, is the gift ready?"

"Promise to finish the task!" Tracy said with a smile, waved to Renault, motioned him to bring the gift, and said to Nicole, "old Mr. Kidman will like my gift."

At this time, Renault took the thing. It was a straight cylindrical packing box, about half a person tall. Tracy shook it to Nicole in her hand and said, "I'll try to coax your mother, trust me."

Winked at Nicole. Tracy didn't mention what method he would use, but he looked confident. He must have been prepared before he came.

They got out of the car and went up the steps. A housekeeper dressed up as an old man with gray hair came up.

"Miss, you're back."

"Uncle Keeley, where are my parents?" Nicole asked and introduced him. "This is my boyfriend, Tracy Lee."

Gerry, the old housekeeper, nodded to Tracy with a smile. He said to Nicole, "the master and wife are upstairs. Please wait in the living room first."

"Oh, all right." Nicole can probably guess that her parents are preparing to see Tracy. She answered and took Tracy into the villa.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is a very large round hall. There are stairs on both sides leading to the second and third floors. The hall is covered with exquisitely carved ceiling and hung with a huge crystal chandelier.

On the right side of the hall, I walked through a corridor with murals and came to the living room on the first floor. The walls are exquisite and gorgeous wallpaper. In the center of the living room is a row of leather sofas with exquisite workmanship and classical atmosphere.

Antonia is sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. There are sugar and milk cans on the dark wooden tea table. She sees Nicole and Tracy coming, "would you like a cup of coffee? Or black tea?"

Nicole shook her head. Recently, she is not suitable for strong coffee and tea. Tracy directly asked the servant for a cup of coffee.

"You're welcome," Antonia said, glancing at him.

Tracy sat directly next to Nicole and said with a smile, "I always do."

Then he took out a small gift box from his arms and handed it to Antonia. "I prepared a gift for you yesterday. I hope you like it."

"I prepared it yesterday, and now I'll take it out." Antonia muttered, and politely took it directly to unpack it.

Tracy took a smoke from the corner of her mouth and said, calm down... Calm down... Even if her sister-in-law didn't smoke, she didn't smoke now

What happened yesterday? Needless to say, this cheap sister-in-law killed Tracy's heart. He didn't have the time to send out the meeting gift.

"NIA... The dog ate your mother's manners?" Nicole scolded in a low voice. Of course she wanted to protect Tracy, even if the other party was her sister.

"OK... Ok... Thank you." Antonia, who was half disassembled, was yelled by Nicole. Reluctantly turned to Tracy and said thank you. Then she still buried herself in unpacking.

"Can't it be called?" Nicole is still dissatisfied.

Tracy shook her head gently, smiled and said, "forget it."

I won't call him brother-in-law. I won't die. Don't dream.

Antonia kept thinking in her heart that the exquisite outer package had been removed and a delicate box was exposed.

"Patek Philippe?" Antonia muttered when she saw the letters on the box. She opened the box and a beautiful women's watch lay on the ground.

"It doesn't look cheap. He's really a rich man."

Although her mouth was disdainful, her bright eyes showed that she was very satisfied with the gift. A famous watch with diamonds, I believe no woman can refuse.

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"Pa..."

"I can't... master... Let me have a rest..."

"God... You're such a monster... I can't bear it alone. Wait... When Julia comes back, master... You go and mess with her... Should be back soon... Hoo Hoo..."

A slap on Morgan's Pigu made a clear sound. Morgan didn't increase the horsepower as usual, but gasped and limped in Tracy's chest. Her forehead and comparison were beads of sweat visible to the naked eye, and the hair on her temples was stuck to her chin because of sweat.

He slowly turned over and came down from Tracy, his thighs trembling, lying flat on the bed, his chest fluctuating. Tracy's mouth was still full. The horse was exhausted and it was useless to whip.

No, today he is a horse, a magnificent and irritable horse, running wildly... However, the knight is tired.

The female Knight couldn't even hold the whip. Her black lace body shaping battle dress was torn on the horse's back, and there was still a wrinkled black Hip Wrap Skirt rolled around her waist. The black silk had been broken and exposed, and the chocolate skin was ruddy.

The sky blue police uniform disappeared, and the black big brimmed hat was worn on Tracy's head at some time.

"Hey... Help me open this."

Tracy's hands were still bound by the silver handcuffs. He climbed up Morgan's trembling upper body and grasped the elastic softness. Morgan gradually calmed down and became volatile again.

Morgan pursed his mouth, and his perennial sleeping eyes became more blurred. Now, let alone the idea of resistance, there was no strength to resist.

"Spare me... Master... The key is in the pillow..."

Morgan begged pitifully for mercy. Tracy took back his hands with a strange smile and was ready to find the key.

But... Under the pillow... There is no pillow on this bed. I vaguely remember that there were two soft pillows at the head of the bed before the role play, but now I don't know where to fly.

Tracy propped up and sat up. There were many red marks on his arms, chest and back. They looked ferocious, but they didn't hurt very much and were a little itchy.

His hands were bound. Now it was difficult to scratch his back. He glanced around and found the two soft pillows, one by the bed and the other strangely lying at the door.

"You... Hid the key in the pillow..." Tracy got out of bed, bent down to pick up the pillow under the bed, turned it over and couldn't find it, and then walked to the door.

"Hee hee... What a surprise. I can't let you run away as a" suspect. "

"Officer... I promise I won't resist..." Trey's suit looked frightened and found the key in his pillow.

Morgan giggled, regained some strength, and came over with one hand on his head.

When the handcuffs were opened, Tracy rubbed his sore wrists and showed an evil smile, "Officer... I won't run away, but next..."

Tracy came to bed step by step. Morgan was shocked. "What are you doing? Attacking a policeman is a felony..."

"Guess what I'm going to do..."

Tracy rushed up directly and pressed Morgan on her body. Before she could resist, she pressed her hands on the bed and was ashamed and angry to death.

"I... i... spare me... I won't catch you..."

"No, no... officer, it's late now. I'm not going to run away... But it doesn't mean I won't retaliate..."

"Come on..." Morgan cried.

Tracy became more excited, and her facial expression became "ferocious". One big hand clasped each other's wrists, and the other hand ravaged her wantonly.

Just as he was about to take the next step, his mobile phone suddenly rang, the bell came from under the bed, and the action on his hand stopped.

"Whatever it... Let's go on..." just hesitated, and Tracy ignored the annoying bell.

"Go and have a look, master."

The bell rang all the time. After a pause, it rang again immediately. Morgan advised and said, "just let me have a rest. You're really strong. I can't do it alone."

"Well, let you go first." he hooked Morgan's small nose. Tracy rolled out of bed and took out his cell phone from his pants pocket.

Glancing at the number on the mobile phone, it was Monica's point, and hurriedly pressed the connect button.

"Hi... Honey..."

"It's me, Tracy..."

Sophie's voice came from the other end of the phone. It wasn't Monica. Tracy was stunned. He reacted and immediately asked, "what's the matter, Sophie..."

"Is little Vincent with you?"

too bad! Little Vincent's skipping class was found.

Sophie's tone is not good. Tracy's heart is cold. It seems that Sophie is very dissatisfied with him skipping class with little Vincent. This is the rhythm of asking questions.

"It's with me..." Tracy responded and explained, "he's not feeling well in the morning. I'll take him out to get some air."

"Oh... Tracy, are you a child? This little trick can deceive you." Sophie said angrily. She knew her son too well and often pretended to be ill and didn't want to go to class. I didn't expect that she was taken advantage of by the kid when she didn't pay attention.

Tracy laughed and said, "children, sometimes you can't push too hard..."

"Are you questioning my way of education?" before Tracy finished, Sophie's sharp voice came across.

"Don't get me wrong... I didn't mean that."

"Well, you put Xiao Wensen on the phone..."

"Ah?" Tracy was a little silly about how NIMA asked him to answer the phone.

"Tracy?"

"OK... I'll call little Vincent," Tracy promised and hung up.

Morgan sat up and asked, "what's the matter?"

Tracy immediately picked up her pants on the ground, put them on and said, "Sophie's phone is for her son."

With a mobile phone in his mouth, he had no time to find clothes and rushed out immediately.

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In the living room on the first floor, little Vincent watched Julia play the game machine attentively, his small hands clenched into fists, and his look was a little excited.

"Aunt Julia... Kill it... Come on... Kill it and you'll pass."

"Don't make noise, I'll be distracted... When it's off, I'll play for you..."

"Well... I don't speak..." little Vincent covered his mouth, still staring at the screen of the game console and muttered, "you'd better play. I've died many times. I'm too stupid."