Wife is a Lawyer

The reason she did whatever she wanted all these years was because Peter and Jimmy spoiled her.

In The Alston family, she is the precious little princess; outside, she is the famous girl with the 'Alston Group' aura, no one dares to lay a finger on her even if she is domineering and uncontrollable. Now Peter suddenly ordered that she be sent to prison, how could he not be afraid?

"Jackson, get her."

Seeing Sloane go after Peter, Hank immediately shouted.

Jackson quickly stepped forward and grabbed Sloane in a death grip, tying her arms behind her back, so she couldn't struggle.

"Oooh ......

you let go, you let go ah. Brother, I was wrong, don't do this to me, oooh...... I'm afraid ......"

What happened today was far beyond Sloane's expectations.

Hank squeezed her wrists with both hands to keep her from escaping, but could also clearly feel Sloane trembling constantly.

The trembling is very strong!

Peter got in his car and left straight away.

Seeing the car pulling out of the villa, Sloane screamed in near desperation, hysterical, her voice particularly harsh, "Ah! Peter, you are a devil, a son of a bitch, an animal. I hate you, I Sloane will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Jackson shook his head, "If I had known, why would I have done it in the first place. If you didn't die, you wouldn't have ended up where you are today."

"What a load of crap, hurry up and get her out of here." Hank glared at Jackson.

Amidst Sloane's incessant cursing, Jackson put her in the car and headed straight to the prison.

Because of Sloane's status as the daughter of the Alston Group, Hank sent her to jail for 'leaking the bid', but kept it a secret.

Otherwise, I am afraid that her identity will bring great influence to Alston Group.

Before leaving the police station, Hank repeatedly instructed the officers in charge to transfer Sloane to an out-of-state prison as soon as possible. When everything was finished, the party went back to resume its duties.

While a simple house was being built outside Asnana villa, Peter went to the Alston Group president's office bedroom to rest for the night. The next day, early morning.

Just after six in the morning, he got up, washed up and went downstairs.

Hank was already waiting downstairs.

Peter had just gotten into the car when Hank started the limo and headed straight for Asnana villa.

On the way, he said, "Miss has been sent to jail, but the maids over at the estate called to say that Madame had been crying all night."

Sloane and Mrs. Alston have been together all these years, and when Sloane is suddenly taken away, how can Mrs. Alston not be heartbroken? That is her beloved daughter.

"It always takes a process of getting used to it."

Peter raised his hand to look at his wristwatch, it was still early, "When will Jennings arrive?"

I bought my ticket last night, so I should be almost done by now.

"There is a blizzard there and the flight is delayed, so it won't arrive today."

Hank called Jennings and contacted him.

Peter did not speak again.

Arrived at Asnana villa after half an hour.

The two-story steel tiled house in front of Asnana villa seems to rise up from the ground and looks very abrupt.

However, the exterior architecture has made great efforts, and at first glance it looks more like a small European-style building with very architectural features.

All the construction workers left, and Christopher was the only one standing at the door, quietly waiting for the boss to come over for inspection.

Seeing two people walking down from the car, Christopher immediately walked up, "boss, it's already built, you go in and take a look."

Peter stepped out of the car and swept the perimeter of the building, there was not a speck of construction debris, but rather planted a lot of flowers and grasses.

The concrete path from the curb to the entrance is paved with cobblestones and stones.

Peter glanced at the flowers and greenery in the small yard and walked into the living room on the first floor.

The living room is large, the simple steel tiled room is plastered with embossed wallpaper and equipped with top quality leather sofas, oversized LCD TV, everything is a bit similar to the design in the villa hall. If there is a difference, it is a miniature Asnana villa lobby.

I have to say, Christopher is very good at his job.

It was surprising to get everything done in the shortest possible time and to get Peter's preferences right.

Peter went up the stairs to the second floor.

The room on the far right of the second floor is Peter's bedroom. To the left of the bedroom is an oversized floor-to-ceiling window, installed with glass that allows a clear view of the villa, but the people outside cannot see the people inside.

Peter looked around the simple room and was quite satisfied.

Hank, who was accompanying him, naturally sensed Peter's satisfaction with the simple room and immediately praised Christopher, "Good job, hard work." Walked to his side, patted his shoulder, "hard night, hurry back to rest."

Can make the boss so satisfied, the reward money is naturally less.

"Well, okay."

Christopher, who was wearing a pair of dark circles under his eyes, nodded, "Boss, if you have anything to order, I'll go back first."

"Go ahead."

Peter took a cigarette out of the box, lit it, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking in the direction of the villa, that angle right at Adriana's bedroom.

Excellent observation angle, he was able to see exactly what Adriana was doing on a daily basis.

The man placed one hand in the pocket of his pants, one hand clutching a cigarette, can not help but feel in his heart: chasing a wife, too difficult.

"Boss, breakfast has been delivered, would you like to go downstairs for dinner."

Hank saw a car coming downstairs, the very same car that delivered the food, and alerted him.

"Bring it up."

Peter Road.

"Good."

Hank immediately went downstairs, took the breakfast upstairs and put it on the table.

The second floor was covered with wooden flooring, but to avoid noise, another layer of flooring was laid on top of the wooden planks. There will be no thumping sound when you walk.

If it were not for Adriana, Peter would never have lived in a steel tiled house in his life.

Hank watched with a little sympathy.

After breakfast, Adriana never left the villa.

Seeing that it was still nine in the morning, she still did not go out.

At this time, a familiar car slowly parked in front of the villa.

It's Old Mr. Soto's car.

Peter came downstairs and as he walked out of the living room, Old Mr. Soto happened to be walking by.

The old man was dressed in a white taiji suit and pestled with a walking stick, so he must have come straight from practicing taiji.

"Yo, you ......

Peter, why are you resting here?"

Old Mr. Soto took a look at the simple room, "Is that girl Adri won't let you in? She's a real girl, she doesn't know how to do anything. I'll go talk to her." The old man shook his head, furious.

He sees Adriana as his own daughter and naturally treats Peter like family.

Now see him so wretched and desperate to live in a simple room, the heart is quite unpleasant.

"Old Mr. Soto, no need."

Peter stopped him and said, "Adriana now has amnesia and has forgotten a lot of things, so don't take it personally with her."

Although Adriana turned him away, Peter was willing to spoil her.

"You ......"

Old Mr. Soto shook his head with a sigh, "You are the only one who spoils her so much."

"My woman, of course I have to spoil."

"Hahahahaha, well said, well said."

Old Mr. Soto was given all the laughs by Peter, "Come on, I'll take you in."

Peter inclined his head to look at the villa and pondered for a moment, "I won't go in."