Queen Revenge

The man’s strength was so strong that he tightly tugged and pulled me toward the outside, even lowering his voice and threatening me, “Honestly go back with me.”

Many possibilities flashed through my mind at the time.

I am certain that this man knows Bella Hill and is very close.

My instincts were even more telling me never to go with him.

Seeing that I was about to be dragged to the elevator, I was so anxious that I lifted my leg and kicked it towards the man’s lower body, which is the weakest part of a man.

The man cried out in agony and crouched on the ground covering his lower body, his face twisted in pain.

I took the opportunity to pull out and run.

“Bella, don’t run …”

Sure enough, I know Bella Hill.

The man chased after him, but was stopped by an acquaintance, and I vaguely heard the man say, “Young Master Pan, what’s wrong with you, the one who ran past just now is Bella Hill? I heard that Walker Richter is here today, and I’m afraid that Bella Hill isn’t here to arrest someone again… …”

As for what was said after that, I didn’t hear it.

Startled, I found the box number Helen Lancelot had given me and pushed open the door.

“Bella, why are you panicking, someone is chasing you.” A sexy woman in a black halter walks over.

I’ve seen Helen Lancelot at the Hill family before and recognized her instantly.

“Met a drunk.” I casually lied, glancing at the people in the box, men and women, but quite a few of them, were already having a good time.

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One woman who was so high I didn’t recognize her stumbled over, “Bella, you haven’t come out to drink with us in a long time, let’s not get drunk today, come on, drink.”

Helen Lancelot said to me, “Bella, sit over here.”

I didn’t expect so many people. I’m not Bella Hill. I can’t handle this many people.

I asked her, “Helen, where is Walker Richter?”

“What’s the hurry, people are in the next box, don’t worry, I let my sisters watch, nothing can happen for a while.” Helen Lancelot asked someone to open a few bottles of wine: “One bottle each, drink up.”

I’m well aware of my capacity for alcohol, and when I’m drunk, I’m not sure what I’m babbling about, so I don’t dare to drink.

I smiled and refused, “I’ve only had the baby for how long, so I won’t be drinking today.”

Helen Lancelot drank some wine, her face was slightly red, and she supported her head to look at me: “Bella, this is not your usual style ah, before you were pregnant with us every day blowing bottles and drinking and smoking and bouncing around, and I wondered whether you were pregnant or not at that time, a bit of pregnant women did not look like it, how to wimp out today.”

A pregnant woman who drinks and smokes and hangs out at nightclubs every day?

And Bella Hill isn’t afraid of something happening to her child?

Helen Lancelot suddenly came over to me with an impish grin, “Didn’t you ask me to find that thing for you earlier, and I brought it to you today, so I guarantee you’ll be able to take Walker Richter down tonight, flipping him off and doing whatever you want.”

“Uh?”

I was just thinking about what would take Walker Richter down when Helen Lancelot took a small bottle out of her bag, “I asked a friend to get this from overseas, it only takes two capsules, and it’s guaranteed to be too much for Walker Richter to handle.”

I don’t recognize the English on the bottle, I always recognize the picture on it.

To put it bluntly, it’s a sex drug.

Bella Hill actually tried to drug Walker Richter to sleep with him?

The chances of getting Walker Richter to fall in love with me in a short period of time are not great, but if you put Walker Richter to sleep and have a substantial relationship …

What was I thinking.

Rush to shake the thought from your brain.

With a particularly honest mouth, she asked, “Are there any side effects?”

“No, feel free to use it.” Helen Lancelot laughed thievishly, “You’ll take it back and try it tonight.”

I was stuck in a tangle with the pill bottle, whether to use it at night or not.

“Stop researching, come on, drink.” Helen Lancelot took the medicine over to me and slipped it into my bag.

The wine had been poured, Helen Lancelot had brought the ‘good stuff’, and if I didn’t drink it, I was sure to arouse her suspicion.

“First things first, I’m not going to drink too much tonight or I won’t be able to do anything else at night.”

“Understood.” Helen Lancelot winked at me with a knowing expression, “Won’t keep you from doing your nightly errands.”

Halfway through the bottle of wine, I deliberately brought up the subject of children in front of Helen Lancelot to try and get some useful information out of her.

But after all that talk, there was nothing to be gained.

Suddenly she gets a message that Walker Richter next door is breaking up and is drunk.

This is a great opportunity.

I set aside my glass, “I’m on my way.”

Helen Lancelot followed me out, and as soon as I left the box, I met Walker Richter, who had just come out from the next room. He was really drunk, and was supported by Pheobe Wilson, who would have been cheaper if I hadn’t come tonight.

The people who came out of the box with Walker Richter were all business people, Ben Richter was there, and when he saw me here, he was slightly surprised, and then he whirled around to greet me, “Sister-in-law, you’re here too.”

“Getting together with friends.” I naturally will not say that I know Walker Richter is here, so I rushed over, Walker Richter want to save face, so many people are here, spread the word that the wife came to catch people, how disgraceful.

Walker Richter is so drunk his eyes are squinting.

I smiled and said, “Big brother, you guys are breaking up, right, and it just so happens that I’m going back, so let me take Walker back.”

Naturally, Ben Richter doesn’t meddle in the affairs of husband and wife, “That’s fine.”

Pheobe Wilson, however, doesn’t know any better and says with a smirk, “I’ll do it …”

Without waiting for her to finish her sentence, I walked over and pulled Walker Richter straight over to me and held him up, grinning, “With me as my wife, I won’t have to bother Miss Wilson.”

I’m the ‘real’ one, and Pheobe Wilson has to put up with it, even if he’s not happy about it.

Walker Richter was so heavy that I gave Helen Lancelot a wink to help, and she immediately responded by helping to assist towards the outside.

The car was parked right outside, Helen Lancelot helped tuck people in, Walker Richter was showing signs of waking up, and I softly coaxed, “Honey, don’t make a fuss, get some sleep, we’ll be back in a minute.”

I slammed the car door shut and Helen Lancelot snickered, “Yo, hubby all the way, didn’t Walker Richter used to not let you call him hubby.”

My heart skipped a beat.

Walker Richter won’t allow Bella Hill to call him her husband?

I suddenly remembered when I first called Walker Richter husband his reaction, it seems to be quite surprised, but he was not forbidden to call him that after that, on the contrary, every time I called him husband, he was in a pretty good mood ah.

I grinned, “Helen, thanks for tonight, I’m going to head back, we’ll get together later.”

“Springtime is worth a thousand dollars.” Helen Lancelot smiled.

I don’t drink much and I can still drive, I drive a Bella Hill car and I’m not afraid of the traffic police.

Back at Pear orchard, just after 2am.

I struggled to get Walker Richter back into the room, my whole body was exhausted, and I sat down on the floor and shook both arms out for a moment’s reprieve.

“Water …”

Walker Richter rolled over and ripped off his tie, revealing a lean, sexy chest.

“Going to get you some water in a minute.”

I poured a glass of water, suddenly thought of the medicine in my bag, and after a moment’s tussle, my hand ghosted over it.