Chapter 147 Fear Of Losing (1) (2/2)
If he found something wrong and didn't report to him, he must lose not only his job to support his family, but also his life.
He caught a glimpse of the woman through the rearview mirror. With a gloomy and pale face, she leaned her head against the window. Her eyes did not blink for a long time, like
d the documents submitted by different departments were casually sorted out by Richie. At last, he completed the last task.
His cellphone had been power off. After a brief twitch on his eyelids, he turned it on and received a message from Consuela.
When he saw the first message, his brows were knitted. He picked up his coat and got up. This message had been sent for a long time. When he was about to walk out of his office, the second message showed that she was okay.
Reading this short message, he felt that his heart was raised high in the chest. He was cured in an instant and returned to his position.
He quickened his pace and drove to the villa, eager and worried.
Consuela wasn't a troublemaker. Sending a message to him meant that she wasn't safe enough.
She had sent him last time like this because she wanted to see Harry. But she didn't tell him who she had met this time.
When he arrived at the villa, he directly parked the car in front of the door and threw the key to the driver who was washing the car. When the driver was in a hurry, he walked into the villa.
He walked into the bedroom and glanced around. Then he saw Consuela lying on the chair that she loved very much. She was so sleepy and looked natural.
There was no wind outside, and her long hair fell to the ground with her inelegant posture.