Chapter 1432 Extra Story 35 Of Mark Night Views (2/2)

Elsa was a lovely girl who thought Addison was overprotective and often spoiled his family, which she benefited from with being Charlie's wife. In other

”You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours.”

Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them.

Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman...

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”Something's wrong with Addison for sure, right?” Elsa carelessly uttered as soon as Addison closed the door.

Charlie hugged Elsa. ”I hope this is a good start for him. If he's with Sally, it'll be good for him.” After seeing her at Roger's birthday party, he could tell that Sally was a sensible girl who was well-suited for Addison.

However, Charlie was ignoring one important factor: it didn't matter if they were compatible with one another, the real question was whether they could actually be together. Perhaps, he didn't really leave this out but he just believed that a man like Addison was capable of getting what he wanted.

Addison headed to the parking lot and drove to the Four Seasons Hotel. When he was near the hotel already, he called Sally. However, no one was answering. Her phone just kept ringing and ringing.

When he arrived at the hotel, he saw Sally wearing a dress waiting by the gate. Addison didn't know where she was going but she got inside the car where a driver even opened the door for her.

Addison was still caught up in the romantic night that they had spent together that he seemingly had forgotten the bitter truth. The truth was Sally no longer belonged to him. So what was he doing right now? He was like a teenage boy excitedly waiting for his first date with his crush. Now he was all giddy inside just because she'd agreed to have dinner with him.

As the car Sally was in slowly disappeared out of his sight, he couldn't help but sigh. He narrowed his eyes as his face suddenly looked cold as stone. Then he picked up his phone and dialed a number. ”Do you have any information on the license plate number I gave you yesterday?”

”I was just about to call you,” the man on the phone said.

”The car belongs to...”