From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter 325 The Door Of The Lounge Opened In the office, Gabriel was tied to a chair and saw the toys left behind by the brothers Jaxon and Joshua, as well as his daughter's pink fox. The thick, ink-like eyes swept over a faint soft light.

"You didn't tieup, but I would still follow you." The man pursed his thin lips and looked at Hazel, who was tidying up the documents on the table in front of her. He regained his deep and powerful voice.

Hazel didn't even lift her eyes and continued with the movement in her hands.

"The best thing for prisoners is to speak less." The feeling of being tied to a chair was not pleasant for the tall man. He silently stared at her busy profile, with a soft glow in his eyes.

She quickly left when her gaze turned towards me.

After finishing her work, Hazel finally had tto deal with Gabriel's matters. She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa, crossing her legs lazily, and glanced lazily at the man opposite her.

"How did you cup from there?" "Climbed up." Gabriel answered honestly.

Below is a cliff, this person is really reckless.

Hazel's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as she looked directly into his eyes and said, "Leila is not here. Don't chere again in the future. If you want to see her, go to Seattle." They used to go to Seattle regularly on weekends to see Jaxon and Joshua, and occasionally they would bring the two sons over to play here.

Her gaze lingered on his face.

Gabriel lifted his eyelids, his gaze suddenly darkened, as if something was about to burst out from the depths of his black pupils.

His thin lips slightly parted, "I didn't cto see my daughter." The man's deep eyes were filled with indistinct and complex emotions, his voice slightly hoarse as he locked his A meaningful sentence made Hazel furrow her brow.

gaze with hers.

"I advise you not to show off like a peacock, otherwise you can expect to write applications every tyou see your daughter in the future." Especially the man, with a stubble on his face, and his only good-looking eye hidden by the bangs on his forehead.

Suddenly, the phone on the sofa vibrated.

Caller ID: Ricky.

She walked to the French window and answered the phone. As she heard what the person on the other side said, her brows furrowed and she asked, "When?" Ricky's car, at this moment, was right outside the ZN Experimental Base gate.

He looked at a certain office in the main building, where the lights were on, and said in a deep voice, "Now." Hazel turned around and glanced at the man on the chair, thought for a moment, and eventually agreed. She untied the rope from Gabriel's wrist and told him to leave quickly.

I just caught a glimpse of the caller ID.

Gabriel knew that the person calling her was Ricky.

At that moment, when she heard her asking him to leave for another man, her dark eyes squinted, revealing an endless depth of meaning within.

Gabriel: "I had something to talk to you about." She glanced at the ton her watch and realized there was still half an hour before the tRicky had mentioned. Urgently, she asked, 62.7% < Chapter 325 The Door Of The Lounge O...

"What's the matter?" Don't handle the Lambert family's matter for now, leave it to me." Hazel raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you want to handle it? Verw He remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Giveanother month's time. Once I have dealt with the matters at hand, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." Satisfied? Hazel burst into laughter, how familiar this sentence sounded.

I have heard it many times from him in the past.

Her eyes darkened as she reminded him, "Gabriel, all of this trouble is caused by you' No matter how many peach blossoms were blooming for him, she didn't want these peach blossoms to cand bother her. It should have been his responsibility to deal with them.

"It was your fault that I had trouble before because you didn't handle it in time.

Hazel turned around and walked to the door, opened it, and urged again. "Please." Seeing her so indifferent, Gabriel couldn't express what he felt in his heart. "Did you resistlike this?" Is it still necessary for them to discuss the issue of resistance or non-resistance? As tpassed by, Hazel worried that when Ricky arrived, he would see Gabriel and things would be difficult to handle.

Although it was unclear what hidden tasks he was doing every day, she didn't want to get involved in his affairs, lest it would trigger further chain reactions.

"There's nothing to resist, it's easy for you to expose your identity if you cto me, so you better leave quickly." This statement has already been expressed in a sufficiently tactful manner.

As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator today made a "ding" sound indicating its arrival.

Seeing Ricky arrive so quickly, Hazel had no choice but to push Gabriel into the office. The minimalist decoration style didn't provide any hiding place for him.

Out of helplessness, she could only arrange him in the lounge.

"Stay honest! Don't cout!" Hazel cback and saw the rope that had just been untied on the office carpet. She thought for a moment and still felt that Gabriel was not very reliable.

He seemed to dislike Ricky.

It would be troublesif someone suddenly cout and disrupted the tin the middle.

Gabriel had just finished surveying the layout of the lounge when he saw the room door open again from the outside.

Ten minutes later.

Hazel left the lounge and just as she did, there was a knock on the door.

At this moment, Gabriel's hands swiftly moved behind him, and the rope that bound him was not very tight to begin with. A slight twist was enough to free himself from the rope's restraint.

Ricky just saw her as soon as he got off the elevator.

Hazel quickly flashed back to the office, his footsteps slightly hesitated as he stepped out of the elevator. The man held a late-night snack in his hand, with a strong smell of milk. "Leila said that you really liked eating the egg tarts from this place, just fresh out of the oven, best enjoyed while hot." As soon as he heard his daughter's name, Hazel squinted his eyes and looked at him, hesitating for a second before speaking, "When did you hear it from Leila?" 62.7% < Chapter 325 The Door Of The Lounge O...

Ricky: "Last time, when you were looking at the bracelet, she gavea number." Hazel was a bit confused, "Number?" He had a calm smile on his face and nodded, saying, "She askedif I wanted to be her dad, and if so, she would givea number." The crumpled note with the number 250 written crookedly is still sitting on his bedside table in his room.

"Hazel did not have a favorable judgment of her daughter's behavior." After all, whenever she saw a beautiful male sparrow, she would write down a love number for it.

"Don't take children's jokes to heart, Mr. Scott." Hazel asked him to sit down on the sofa and gently asked, "Tea or coffee?" Menu Compared to her previous indifference, her attitude today can be considered very gentle. A hint of delight ripples in the man's deep, gloomy eyes.

Ricky: 'Coffee, please." He opened the freshly baked egg tart, and the sweet aroma instantly filled the office.

Since Hazel had decided to collaborate with this man, she no longer him with a cold face sha adopted an attitude towards him as a collaborator and discussed the follow-up matters with Ricky.

Contrasting with the harmony of the discussions taking place outside on the sofa, Gabriet, leaning against the door in the lounge, didn't look too good. He had a sour feeling in his heart when he heard his daughter giving Ricky a nickname.

At the stime, I also realized that in my daughter's heart, her biological father was not an irreplaceable presence.

Gabriel's lips curved into a shallow bitter smile, and his cold and proud pupils skimmered with a chilling determination as he made a decision in his heart.

As the matter was settled, just as Hazel was about to see Ricky off, the door of the lounge opened.