Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Lucas stood beside him, looking at Alexander sweating profusely, with a gloomy look on his face.

Alexander finally fell asleep last night under the influence of sleeping pills. He kept talking all night long.

"Mr. Sterling, did you have a nightmare?"

Alexander had just woken up, and his voice was hoarse, "I have a bad feeling."

"Many things have happened recently...."

Alexander coldly interrupted Lucas's consolation: "Have people check each intersection carefully. I'm afraid Aveline will leave Alberta."

"Leave? But Mr. Blackwood's whereabouts are unknown now. He is the only person Miss Blackwood cares about. Why would she leave at this time?"

"You said there were four groups of people who tried to abduct Anthony that day. Could one of them be her people?"

"I think this is unlikely. Miss Blackwood has had no relatives or friends in the past few years. How could she know the mercenaries? Mr.

Sterling was not there at the time. He didn't see those people killing people without blinking an eye."

Alexander frowned and leaned on the bed with his usual indifferent expression.

"Then how do you explain why Aveline is obviously in Alberta, but we can't find any whereabouts?"

"Mr. Sterling, are you saying that Miss Blackwood has a helper?"

"The possibility of that cannot be ruled out."

Alexander removed the quilt and got out of bed immediately and went to the bathroom.

Where will Aveline hide? He searched everywhere he could.

Now that mobile payment is so developed, she has no cash on her hand, and no consumption records can be seen online. How has she been surviving?

She must have a helper.

Who is the person?

Maya hummed a song and stepped on high heels, which made even Joseph, who exploited her every day, look more pleasing to the eye.

She deliberated that hasn't eaten well in a while and asked herself, "What should I eat today?"

She had heard that a new barbecue restaurant had opened in the business district next door. The menu featured fresh lettuce wrapped in fragrant and tender pork belly, and just thinking about it made her drool.

She was drooling, and when she turned the corner, she saw Alexander smoking while standing against the wall.

Everyone meets love around the corner, but unlike her, she meets pervert and cold-hearted men around the corner.

Maya silently thought to herself that he can't see her, he can't see her, and stepped back.

After taking a few steps, she found herself still spinning in circles.

Alexander grabbed her silk scarf, showing no gentlemanly demeanor at all. A pair of black pupils stared straight into her eyes, and his voice was cold: "Let's talk."

Maya wanted to throw his hands away and say that she had nothing to talk about

with him, but she did not dare to provoke the devil Alexander.

The strange thing is that the man used to look like a proud man and a business

tycoon no matter when and on what occasion that they met.

However, he looked very lonely that day, like an old bachelor whose wife rannoveldrama

away, leaving him a little desolate in his loneliness.

For a few minutes, the two sat facing each other in the same position as last time.

Alexander handed the menu to

Maya, who kept shaking her legs et

and said very generously: "Il treat you to this meal, you can doo whatever you want."

When it came to eating, Maya was very skillful. After all, her life creed is that she

is not active in work and has ideological problems.

However, this was Alexander!

It's a rare occasion in a hundred years to see him treat her to a meal.

Maya pointed at the menu generously, "This and this."

Alexander said: "You're welcome."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Maya say: "Except those two, give me the rest."

Alexander: ".."

Maya smiled: "Sorry, Mr. Sterling, I don't know how to resist a promise of a treat." Alexander spread his hands indifferently and said, lady's order."

"Just follow the Maya secretly cursed in her heart that it was a pity that such a rich Alexander and Aveline divorced without enjoying each other.

If it were her, if she hadn't sucked all his bone marrow dry, she would have at least peeled off a layer of his skin.

With a proud smile on her face, she said, "Mr. Sterling, you couldn't be so kind as to just invite me to lunch that you came to see me today, right?"

Alexander asked coldly: "Have you met Aveline?"