Chapter 22 Being So Close (2/2)
The message was from an unknown number, but judging from the tone of the conversation, it must be Linda.
She dared to take the initiative to provoke and threaten Holley. There must be a way for her to ask Ron to leave her alone at the party tonight, so that she would become a joke in the eyes of everyone.
Holley ignored his provocation directly.
She would sooner or later get divorced with Ron, the man who had put her into prison four years ago and who had hurt Moore four years later.
They would end up with nothing but a passer-by. They would never have anything to do with each other.
She didn't care at all whether there were other women competing with her for Ron.
As for Linda, Holley figured it out. Maybe Ron had loved her before, but he was tired of her after all.
No matter how naughty she was now, she was just a plaything even if she managed to get back to accompany Ron.
She had no place in Ron's heart at all.
What such a woman had done was a complete joke.
She threw the phone aside carelessly. Holley found that the computer of Ron was not locked.
That man had caused huge trouble to Moore. If he drove Moore to Mexico, Ron would leave some clues.
Immediately, she turned on his computer and searched Moore's name.
But there was no document about Moore on his computer.
She shifted her attention to another keyword 'Mexico'. She searched, but the result didn't read any file.
'Why is he so cautious?' she thought.
Since there were no clues left on the computer, she decided to look for a chance to search for his cellphone.
She stood up and was about to turn off the pages with searching results when the door of the office was pushed open.
Ron came in with a notebook.
Holley stepped back in panic.
After all, it was disgraceful to spy on others' computers.
Looking at her, Ron had guessed it, ”do you think there is any file about that lawyer on my computer?”
Holley remained silent.
She was almost caught on site. What else could she say?
As the man put down his notebook, he came to her step by step.
Holley stepped back instinctively.
But there was no way back as the cabinet was behind her. She was pressed against the door by the man.
”You.”
She raised her hand and tried to push him away.
But the man's chest was as hard as marble, which was not her strength at all to push him.
He slowly bent down, his sharp eyes firmly fixed on the little woman's beautiful eyes, as if trying to see through her.
His thin lips almost stuck to Holley's, but he kept a distance from her, so that Holley did not dare to move, nor dare she open her mouth easily.
She was afraid of touching his lips. She didn't want to kiss this man under any circumstances.