My Mysterious Husband

Chapter 44 Purple Pupils That Disappear Suddenly

Cynthia sat up from the sofa and walked towards the door quietly. She bent over the door and listened carefully to the sound from outside.

Two rough men's voices came from outside. One of them was from Harry. As for the other person, Cynthia had had no idea where she heard of it, but she couldn't remember it for a moment!

"President, you are here!"

President?! Hearing this word, Cynthia couldn't help feeling nervous.

"What happened to the people inside?"

"President, please rest assured. Since they came back from the hospital, I have been waiting at the door. I haven't seen them come out! "

"Okay, that's good. Have you got the thing?"

"I got it!" Then, Cynthia heard a rustling sound, and then the voice of Harry sounded again, "Here, president! President, you are really a god of prediction. How did you know that guy will appear here? "

The man that Harry was talking to seemed to look through the thing that was handed by Harry and said lightly

"That's easy! His wife and daughter moved here with my help. I treated him so wholeheartedly at that time. Who would have thought that he would have made such a move behind my back! By the way, how is he? "

The man saw that Harry slowly scratched his neck with a fierce expression on his face!

The man said regretfully, "What a pity that he die! I really appreciate his capability! " Then he said lightly, "But it doesn't matter if such a double minded person dies! If he dares to do such a little thing under my watch, he should be able to think of the result today! "

The man's tone was as calm as if he was talking about what he had for lunch. It was impossible to tell that a young life had disappeared not long ago because of him!

Cynthia, squatting behind the door, clenched her fists tightly unconsciously! She held her breath and tried her best not to be discovered. Then she continued to listen to their conversation on the door.

"President, you have got the thing. Then the money..." Harry said, pretending to stop. Even if Cynthia couldn't see Harry's face now, she could imagine his ugly appearance. Thinking of this, Cynthia felt sick!

"Don't worry. I will pay you back! When I return to A Country, the rest of the money will naturally be transferred to your card! " After saying that, Cynthia heard that the man left without looking back!

'Hold on, the A Country? Back to the A Country? That was to say, the boss behind Harry, the one who planned and directed all this, was actually from the A Country! No wonder I felt that his voice sounded familiar, as if I had heard it before!' Then, a name came to Cynthia's mind. Cynthia covered her mouth in horror, looking incredulous!

...

Just then, Basil pushed the door open and came out.

From a long distance, he saw Cynthia kneeling at the door, looking terrified. Basil then raised his foot and slowly walked towards Cynthia.

Cynthia could see from a distance that the feet were getting closer and closer to her. Looking up along the feet, she saw that Basil was looking down at her. She immediately stood up from the ground and respectfully called, "Mr. Basil! "

"Why are you sitting on the ground?"

"Mr. Basil, I just heard..."

Just as Cynthia was about to tell Basil what she had just heard, the man at the door seemed to have heard the voice of Basil and slowly pushed the door open.

"Mr. Basil, you wake up! Let's go. The boss wants to invite you! " A young man, whom Cynthia and Basil had never met before, came in. He seemed to be polite to Basil, but in fact, he said in a careless tone.

Basil glanced at him, turned around and made eye contact with Cynthia. Cynthia was very anxious at the moment. She frowned and shook her head slightly, indicating that Basil should not go!

Of course, Basil knew Cynthia's kindness. But now, he had to do as they asked, so that Basil could get what he really wanted!

Looking at the light in his eyes, indicating that Basil became more and more determined, Cynthia knew that she could not change his mind. She looked at Basil and wanted him to know that she had something to say! But Basil didn't seem to notice it. He turned around and left with the young man.

Cynthia then turned around and looked at the back of Basil, feeling extremely anxious. How much she wanted to tell Basil what she had just heard and how reluctant she was to let Basil risk his life!

Cynthia frowned and sighed deeply. Basil treated her well. She would never let Basil risk his life alone! She trotted quickly and followed Basil.

Basil had already noticed the footsteps of Cynthia, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled faintly, and had another opinion on Cynthia in his heart.

After a short while, Basil and Cynthia were taken to the roof of an open-air rooftop. With his back to them, Harry was fiddling with something.

Seeing the arrival of Basil and Cynthia, Harry came to his senses and said with an awkward smile

"Mr. Basil, did you sleep well just now! Mr. Basil had been busy looking for some documents before. Didn't he have the chance to go to the rooftop of the Summer Hotel to have a look! It was the most beautiful place in Italy. From here, you could clearly see how those people survived. Like god, he looked down upon everything in the world! Determine their fate! "

After saying that, Harry's tone was full of hatred, and his eyes were also shining with viciousness. He picked up the sniper rifle he had just put aside. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

The sniper rifle was obviously the treasure in his heart. It was well preserved by him. It could be seen that he often wiped it because it was spotless!

Harry picked him up like a soldier. No, he might have been a soldier before, but for some reason, he was not now.

He pointed at the people walking on the street with a sniper gun, as if he was selecting a prey. From time to time, Harry looked back at Basil and Cynthia.

There was no fear on Basil's face, but more disdain. It was just like what Harry had done, and in the eyes of Basil, it was not a big deal.

After all, Cynthia had worked for Basil for many years, and a sniper gun couldn't scare her. She stood firmly beside Basil and smiled contemptuously.

'Humph! Keep pretending! You will cry later! ' Harry despised them in his heart.