Second Marriage,Billionaire Daddy Is Finally Found

The mobile phone vibrates constantly, and the woman looks up lazily and glances at the caller ID.

William Spenser.

After hanging up several times, the woman finally got impatient, put down her drawing pencil and lowered her voice, "what's the matter?"

The background sound at the other end of the phone was very noisy, and the collision and screaming of wine glasses mixed with the deafening sound of the stereo, which formed a clear contrast with the quiet in her coffee shop.

She frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her dark eyes.

"Edmend White, come and play at night bar." William Spenser's tone was full of provocation, as if he was playing some bad idea.

"No." Edmend White refused directly, and his cool and beautiful face could not see his emotions.

William Spenser at the other end doesn't care. "Oh? You don't come? Then no one will come to pick up your baby."

Edmend White held her mobile phone and said, "what are you talking about?"

"I said, your good son is here. Will you come?" William Spenser drank whisky leisurely.

Edmend White's face suddenly changed. She clutched her mobile phone and suppressed her displeasure. "William Spenser, I warn you that as long as my son is a little injured, I will send you to prison with all my money."

The last few words were very hard, with a kind of ruthlessness to tear people apart.

"Private Room 302, hurry up." William Spenser hung up without any discussion.

Edmend White threw away the paper ball and hurried to night bar.

Along the way, she was upset.

In order to cooperate on the land, ger parents saved ger half sister Richel White, and gave her to the Spenser family for marriage.

William Spenser, her contracted husband, cares that she has an impudent son. He never touches her. He spends all day drinking , and even takes his mistress home just to humiliate her.

Edmend White looked coldly out of the window.

Nothing can shake her. The only thing she cares about is her 6-year-old son, Brook White.

Although he has mild autism, he is smart and kind, and he is the only one who is really close to her.

He is her life.

Thinking of this, Edmend White's sharp nails have been pinched like the palm of her hand, but she doesn't feel any pain at all.

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At 10 pm, the bar was just getting hot.

The strong drums, the confused dance steps, and the complicated and dizzy lights all made Edmend White extremely uncomfortable. Occasionally, a man came forward to chat up, and her cold and proud eyes could always force people back.

At 302, Edmend White looked at the heavy door and walked in without hesitation.

The light in the room is dim, and a group of beautiful girls are dancing with their backs twisted. William Spenser sits on the sofa and hugs the exposed woman. The woman smiles and feeds him wine.

The woman's face is very familiar to her. William Spenser often takes her home. Her name is Rose Holin.

Edmend White looked everywhere, but he didn't see the child.

"Coming?" William Spenser looked up.

Women wear simple and casual shirts and black pants, and a pair of cool eyes are clean and spotless.

It's beautiful, but it's very noble. She is a woman with a bastard, but she seems sacred and inviolable.

William Spenser is disgusted with her hypocrisy and wants to destroy her.

He took a sip of wine and pointed at her: "come and sit down."

Edmend White went directly to the two. There was anger burning in her chest: "William Spenser, where is my son?"

"It's really boring." William Spenser pointed to the sofa next to him, "sit down."

The tone of a command, as if she was also a obedient hostess.

Edmend White didn't sit down. Her cold eye stared at William Spenser: "I'll ask you for the last time where my son is."

William Spenser didn't speak. Since she didn't give him face, he didn't have to ask for trouble.

The air was silent for several seconds, and the atmosphere was somewhat stale.

Rose Holin is a master who can observe his words and his appearance. Seeing that the atmosphere is not good, she immediately went to Edmend White and pretended to lift her hair. "Don't be angry, elder sister. Brother William just wants to have some wine with you. In this way, I'll give my sister a toast."

Then she picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into her mouth.

"Bold and forthright!" William clapped and drank the wine slowly, staring at Edmend White.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was very clear: if you don't drink, you can't talk about anything.

Rose Holin drank the wine in one gulp, wiped her mouth and deliberately asked: "sister, don't you drink?"

Edmend White stood there, holding her hands tightly.

"Brother William, sister Emanda doesn't seem to want to talk to me." Rose Holin wrongfully leans against William Spenser.

William Spenser smiled and filled Emanda White with three glasses of liquor. His tone was heavy: "after three glasses of liquor, I'll tell you where my son is."

Hearing the word "son", Emanda White took a deep breath and took a step forward to take the wine cup and swallow it.

Swallow one cup after another.

She hasn't drunk alcohol for a long time. The liquor rolls into her stomach and burns hot. It hurts for no reason.

After three drinks, she straightened up and said, "where is my son?"

William Spenser raised his head with satisfaction and said with a smile, "He's not here anyway. Maybe at home."

Emanda White reacted that she had been fooled. No wonder she just called the servant and never got through!

Emanda White stepped forward, picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it into the corner of the table. The next moment, the broken bottle hit William Spenser's neck.

She is a cold woman, but William Spenser clearly sees the fire in her eyes and almost swallows him.

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"In the past, I didn't resist, but I was bored. If you make fun of my son again in the future, the things in my hands will not just be on your throat."

After that, Emanda White turned around and left, pulling the door behind him.

She was walking in the corridor covered with heavy carpets. Suddenly, a strong feeling of intoxication hit her. The alcohol made her feel a little nauseous. She went to the bathroom dizzily.

William Spenser poured her a lot of wine. A person who seldom drinks like her will definitely get drunk after three drinks.

Emanda White stumbled into the men's bathroom. Just after entering, she bumped into a strange man's arms.

The man's chest is very strong, which inexplicably gives her a sense of security.

She looked up drowsily.

The man is nearly 1.9 meters. He is wearing a decent black suit. He is cold and noble. He has a pair of perfect eyebrows and eyes under his broken hair on his forehead. His nose is strong, especially the lip line. It is beautiful, smooth and handsome.

Emanda White is drunk. Her work habits make her subconsciously reach out and touch his lips.

This move brings a little ambiguity.

The man hesitated slightly.

Hanging down his thick black eyelashes, he stared at the woman coldly for two seconds.

Nicola Green had seen numerous women. On the contrary, countless beauties surrounded him, so that he was a little tired of beauty.

But these eyes are clean and cool, with a little water mist, like flowers blooming independently in late autumn.

Emanda White doesn't know where she is. Alcohol makes her brain confused. It's all the pictures of William Spenser and Rose Holin bullying her just now.

She wants revenge.

Emanda White looked up and saw that the man was somehow familiar. This familiarity told her that he must not be a bad person.

The next second, she unexpectedly stood on tiptoe and kissed it blazing and confused.

The air was suddenly dead quiet.

Nicola Green's face suddenly changed, and his eyes, which had always been calm, were dark.