Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 163 Moving Together

Emily's voice turned more serious, as Andrew Bask stared at her also seriously.

"So...I'm wondering if it was Matthew Scott, the man on the picture, who made this trouble deliberately?" "Logical guess." Andrew affirmed.

Emily behaved humbly. "I'm just guessing casually."

Andrew didn't respond any more. He grabbed the picture tightly, and stared at it with his bottomless eyes.

There was a busy street in the moonlight, and a car speeding on the street, in which there was only Andrew alone.

The picture was put by him, while he drove the car fast.

"Hello?"

"Is it Mr. President? We've done all the work. The plane will take off at nine tomorrow morning, and the doctors and nurses will make preparation earlier. We can follow them secretly."

The tracer would locate the plane automatically, and all they would do was just to wait for the landing of the plane.

"Good."

This was the second time for Andrew to praise someone tonight.

"Mr. President, don't worry. We will be bound to replace Madam tomorrow."

"Maybe I should wait until the day after tomorrow." Andrew suddenly sighed.

Then he hung up the phone, and restarted the car. All of a sudden, the picture, on the front passenger's seat, was blown out of the window by a huge gush of wind, maybe because of the great airflow when the car began to speed.

Andrew even didn't glance at it, but smiled faintly.

The pictured landed on the dark and dirt grassland, going to suffer from the rain and the wind, then turning to be the dirt.

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The next morning, the gentle sunlight of the Spring broke into the window and shined the woman's naked body on the bed. Under the quilt, which even couldn't cover her attractive body well, her delicate body was full of red dents.

Last night, Ernest had forced Anne Talbot to make love many times, fiercely and aggressively.

Even her tears or begging couldn't stop him.

Since Anne's stubborn lips kept opening to state her will of going with him, he had to respond with his firm actions, but the woman was also firm enough to revolt all night!

Hence, they had kept fighting all night, and obviously, Anne was the loser.

She slept softly, which could be proved by her closed eyelashes, pouted mouth, and even breaths.

Actually, Anne claimed her thirst at four this morning. Ernest always got up and fulfilled all her desires at midnight after the love, but this morning, he could sleep well.

Because he had put some sleeping pills in the water, which could send Anne into a deep sleep until noon.

Ernest buttoned his shirt, and put on the glasses with golden wire frames, which got him looking gentle and polite, and his groomed hair and clean chin also proved his gentleness. He bent down and pulled the quilt on the woman's body over her neck.

Her naked body was such a great lure for him, which would remind him of the scene that she cried helplessly on the bed last night.

"Damn it!"

Ernest rubbed his frowning brows, and felt worried.

He should get back as soon as possible, he thought.

He kissed the woman on her cheek, as well as her lips. "It's time to go."

The private plane was well-prepared, so it was time to go.

"Mr. President, I put the bugs on the doctor's clothes, and also in the medical kits. None of them has been found yet."

Sandy Wilson reported.

"Good." Andrew nodded slightly.

They couldn't start their journey now, because they must keep a distance from Matthew's plane.

"We should wait for a while." Ernest proposed.

"I know."

Andrew stared at the sky far away from him, as if he had followed his sight to be there.

"What's wrong with your ears?"

Suddenly, Andrew found the teeth marks on Ernest's ears and neck.

Ernest took the screen of his phone as a mirror and had a look. He smiled softly. "It's a little fun."

Those marks definitely were caused by Anne last night.

Looking at Ernest's delighted smile, Andrew suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"It's time to go. They may not be able to replace us now."

"Wait, wait! We're coming!"

All of a sudden, two figures broke into the plane. Ernest stared at them as if he had found a ghost.

"Get out!"

Without any hesitation, Ernest pulled the little woman out by grabbing her arm, with a sullen face.

How could Anne, who had had three sleeping pills last night and should sleep until noon, come here? And there was even Eric Earl! "No! I won't leave! I will go with you!"

Anne grabbed the chair on the plane, squatted down, and refused to leave.

Ernest's complexion changed so fast, from the delighted smile to the iced coldness.

He stared at the woman squatting on the ground, and almost wanted to beat her up.

This woman even intentionally tied a ponytail, like a high school girl, and wore the combat clothes, for a battle?

Where did she collect such clothes?

Eric stood there calmly, giving Andrew an angry glance. "Why did you call me? Do you still think we're bros?"

Though she also worried much about his woman, he even didn't call her before.

The result was that the two women who were being refused finally stayed on the plane.

Andrew didn't want to see Eric, so he sat in a corner alone.

Ernest also didn't want to see Anne, but Anne kept bothering him. She smiled flatteringly. "Dear-honey-do you know how I figure your conspiracy?"

Ernest glanced at her with a cold face. Anne got loser to him and smiled. "Thanks to my sensitivity, I found your behaviors were abnormal. You always spent fifteen seconds taking water for me, and only took twenty steps, but I found you took thirty last night, and spent half a minute. I was almost thirsty to death! Oh, buy the way, the pills are fruity. I found the taste as soon as I took it."

Ernest was stunned. He gazed at her with confusion. "Is there any sleeping pill with fruity taste?"

"Yes! Of course! There was no such pill, but now there is." Anne said seriously. Ernest was just the sweet fruit in her eyes.¶¶¶¶