From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter 305 Late At Night, Maybach

Elizabeth, who was applying a face mask in her apartment, heard the doorbell ringing incessantly.

Seeing Alfred outside, she quickly took off the coat of her strap nightgown and opened the door with a joyful

expression, saying, “Brother Ting, how cyou have tto cover today? Cin and have a seat.”

With a loud smaXX, the man’s phone hit her directly in the face.

He looked at her with a gloomy expression and asked, “Elizabeth, did you do this?”

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The mobile phone screen had already shattered on the ground. Elizabeth squatted down to pick up the phone,

and the video was frozen at the horrifying scene of Lucia’s wound, which was too unbearable to look at.

But in her eyes, all she saw was the pleasure of seeing her opponent suffer.

When she looked up, Elizabeth innocently said, “Brother Ting, | didn’t do this. Lucia and | don’t have any

grudges, but it’s my sister... There are sthings | don’t know if | should say.”

“Brother Ting, you go inside first. | might know sinside information about this matter.”

Alfred did not notice the fleeting glimmer in her eyes, and curious about the specific reason behind Lucia’s

matter, he stepped into the upscale apartment he had bought for Elizabeth.

Little did they know that all of this played right into Elizabeth's hands, as there were even more schemes

awaiting him.

In Nyack’s yard.

Hazel was using a hose to rinse off the mud on her daughter's rain boots, while Leila stood obediently there,

switching her legs back and forth and occasionally turning around.

The sound of a car cfrom the entrance, and the two of them looked up to see.

Dressed in a fiery red gown, Lucia got out of the sports car wearing sunglasses.

She bent down slightly and opened her arms towards Leila, shouting, “Sweetheart, cto Auntie, | brought you

lots of toys.”

“Wow, Auntie is back!” Leila exclaimed as she ran and threw herself into Lucia’s arms.

| knew Lucia went back to her country, but | didn’t know if she would cdirectly here.

Hazel was covered in mud left by digging herbs, standing on the lawn and looking at her friend with a bright

smile.

Leila was lifted up and spun around by Lucia.

She sucked twice on Leila’s neck, just like sucking on a little kitten.

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“Darling, godmother really missed you so much.”

Leila made Lucia laugh and quickly kissed her on the face.

“Leila also really wants to be a godmother, super duper wants to~"

Hazel greeted her and asked her to bring her daughter over. The mud stains on the child's shoes had not been

cleaned off.

After dealing with the shoes, they returned to the house.

It was almost dinner time, and Johnson was in the kitchen, stewing soup for Leila. He heard snoise at the

door and cout to see Lucia, who nodded politely and greeted him, being slightly more enthusiastic than him.

“Mr. Pittman, this apron really caught my eye.”

A striking rose.

Leila changed into the pink fox slippers at the entrance, while taking off her coat, she smiled and said to Lucia,

“Godmother, it was chosen by

Leila.

Lucia pretended to be surprised and happily praised, “Wow, our Leila has such good taste! Who did she follow? It

turns out she followed her godmother!”

Leila nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with joy at finding a kindred spirit.

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Hazel: “..."”

Johnson: “...”

Tomorrow is Friday.

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Knowing that Hazel would regularly bring her daughter to visit her two brothers, Lucia changed her originally

scheduled flight to Seattle and rebooked it to land in Aspen.

With Hazel by her side, the restless heart in her found its anchor.

A family of four enjoyed a cozy

dinner.

Johnson accompanied Leila to tidy up the treasures she found from the woods behind the hill, as well as the

various polaroids she had taken recently. She was preparing to make them into a photo album to show her two

brothers in Seattle.

Hazel took out the two best bottles of wine from the wine caband had a small drink with Lucia in the study.

“Have you figured out how to do it?” she asked Lucia about the subsequent arrangements.

Lucia blinked her eyes and raised her glass, saying, “Just wait and see, Kirsten dared to schagainst me, she

can forget about having a good

tin the future.”

She gulped down the last sip of the drink in her cup.

Although the scars on the face have faded and are covered by foundation, smarks can still be faintly seen.

“There was one more thing | had to do when | cback this time,” Lucia said, feeling annoyed as she spoke.

Originally, after finishing filming that day, she was supposed to cback and get married to Alfred.

But due to that accident, it had already been 30 days when | woke up again.

She asked someone to contact Alfred to reapply at the Civil Affairs Bureau and recalculate the cooling-off period.

However, that scumbag didn’t listen and insisted that she had to go and apply herself.

There is no way, now she can only go to the Civil Affairs Bureau herself to submit the relevant application and go

through the process again. It will take at least a month before she can get that certificate.

It was ridiculous that Alfred was planning to have a wedding with Kirsten at this stage.

Lucia shook her head and sighed, “I really don’t know if he’s lost his mind. If he truly liked Kirsten, how could he

let her go through with this wedding under these circumstances?”

Men's love, in general, always lacked a bit of common sense.

The night outside the window was cool, and the temperature of the air conditioning inside the room was just

right.

Hazel sank into the sofa.

She did not answer her friend's question, and Lucia did not mind either. The two of them drank until they were

slightly tipsy and then stopped.

Just as Hazel pulled back the study room curtains, she saw a familiar Maybach.

Slowly driving away from the Tappan Zee Bridge at the village entrance, it entered into the night.

Hazel tilted her head slightly and blinked her eyes.

When she looked carefully again, there was no trace of the car over there.

“Boss, this mission was tough. Since you have already gone back to check on the two young masters, why didn’t

you go in and see the young

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miss?”

In the silent carriage, Matthew's voice was particularly clear.

He didn’t understand why, when everyone had already reached the door, they didn’t go in with one foot in the

door.

Gabriel, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, saw the scene he had just glimpsed in the

distance.

Although he didn’t see Hazel and Leila, he saw the lights on in the master bedroom and study. The exhaustion

from the past few days seemed

to disappear in the blink of an eye, and a warm current slowly flowed through his heart.

The current state is good as it is.

Hazel was happy, her daughter was delighted, and her two sons were also pleased.

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After the recent trials, Gabriel gained a touch of fierceness, with his brows and eyes becoming even sharper, and

the expression in his eyes grew more steady.

He also learned about what his good friend Alfred had done, tapping his slender fingers on his pants leg, the

warmth in his eyes subsided.

Gabriel's voice turned cold as he said, “Let someone inform him not to go too far with his games.”

The next afternoon, at the VIP channel of Seattle-Tacoma International Airport.

Hazel and Lucia, the two sisters, walked hand in hand ahead. Johnson followed behind, carrying a still sleepy

Leila in his arms, with surprises and gifts prepared by her for their two brothers in his hands.

Leila lay on his shoulder, her eyelids fluttering.

She still didn’t wake up from her drowsiness in the end, her head dropped, and she fell asleep again with her

head buried in his neck.

Not far behind them, a man dressed in all black with a hat and a mask on, snapped his camera incessantly.

But after only a few seconds of filming, Johnson quickly turned around to check.

He got scared and quickly crouched down, hiding behind the vase, until they left before he wiped off the cold

sweat and cout.

“Hey! | must say, | took the perfect shot!”