Chapter 367 If Bianca Became Mr. Crawford’s Wife…

Chapter 367 If Bianca Became Mr. Crawford's Wife.

The neon lights at night time were colorful, and the pale yellow light spilled into the warm interior

of the Bentley Flying Spur through the windows of the car.

The two babies were in the backseat, sleeping soundly while covered with a thin blanket.

Luke drove in front and Bianca sat in the passenger seat.

Her hand was under her chin as she looked at the illuminated billboards on the commercial street

with something seemingly on her mind.

"Does it still hurt?” Luke steered the steering wheel with his left hand and gently stroked the white

gauze on Bianca's neck with his right hand.

Then, his hand clasped her left hand tightly, as if transferring some of his strength to her.

Bianca looked up at him and saw how worried the man looked. She shook her head slightly and

recalled what had happened in Blue Honors. "I was just thinking how weird and odd things were

today. Even if Leia's assistant hated cats, why would she inject it with bacteria? And I think that the

girl looked very timid. She doesn't seem like someone who would do that kind of thing at all. On the

other hand, that Leia woman is also a little strange..."

Luke's dark pupils reflected Bianca's thoughtful expression.

He wanted to tell her everything which was that Leia was most likely the culprit, but he did not want

to add to Bianca's worries.

He rubbed Bianca's hair. "That Leia is not a good person. You should try to avoid her in the future. If

you must, make sure you keep an eye on her. Make sure you don't fall into her trap and end up

falling for her tricks.”

Bianca let out a faint hum.

Although she had only met Leia a few times, her instinct told her that Leia was a very cunning

person.

In addition to that, that woman still wanted to steal her man from her. Of course, she would want to

avoid bumping into such an unpredictable woman!

The next day.

Bianca went to work with a bandage around her neck.

As soon as she entered the office, Sue walked up and pointed at her bandage, exclaiming, "Bianca,

what's wrong with your neck? Was our boss too much of a beast last night and too strong that he

left hickeys all over your neck so you have to hide it... Haha, and is that why you've wrapped a layer

of bandage to cover it up?"

Bianca was amazed by Sue's limitless imagination.

She wondered why the woman who usually looked so steady and reliable became so silly when

talking about things like that.

Bianca said helplessly, "Sue, a cat accidentally scratched my neck, so I have to bandage it. It's not

what you think..." "Oh, let me be the one to say it then. How could Mr. Crawford, who usually

pampers you so much and is even reluctant to raise his voice at you, let you get messed up like

this?"

Sue smiled sneakily. "It turns out that a cat scratched your neck. But Bianca, you're an adult. How

did you get scratched by a cat? You're too careless!" "The cat suddenly went crazy. The whole thing

was just an accident. By the way, Sue, you can send me the follow-up information on the progress

of our collaboration project with VIVI Group..." Bianca turned on her computer and began to work.

"Give me a minute. I'll email it to you right away."

It had been more than a week since the handover with VIVI Group and Bianca had basically gotten

used to Yanis' devilish torture and working style for the team she led.

Although Yanis was still cold toward her and never gave her any real responsibilities, Macauley, who

was from Design Team Two, got along well with her.

He was a good-tempered manly man and was very talented.

Bianca had learned a lot from him.

As for Gerard and Michelle, she avoided them at all cost since Sue had warned her of them so that

she could avoid all unnecessary trouble.

While Bianca was working hard, Bella, the Design Department's lead, walked in with her hips

swaying side to side. She was wearing a tight-fitted ensemble.

Bella was wearing a deep V neckline, her cleavage high and perky.

Underneath her low-waisted miniskirt was her pair of pale and slim legs. When she walked over, she

carried a fragrance with her.

When the department lead saw the tight bandage wrapped around Bianca's neck, a glimmer of

gloat flashed in her eyes. "Oh, Bianca! Who did you offend this time? Why did you still insist on

coming to work even though you were badly scratched? Yes, that's the spirit! Your work ethics are

commendable!”

Bianca did not bother to pay attention to her and continued to tap away on her keyboard as if she

had not seen Bella.

Bella's beautiful eyes flashed coldly as she thought to herself, Pfft. You're just a low-level small

employee. Why are you so proud of yourself? When Ms. Laviere comes back, you'll be left weeping!"

When she thought about Ms. Laviere, Bella felt a little irritable for no reason.

More than two months had passed and she still sent updates on what happened in the office to

Mavis every day. Ms. Laviere had not been transferred back from Western Europe and that gave her

a deep sense of anxiety.

Could it be that Ms. Laviere did not care if Mr. Crawford married Bianca?

If Bianca became Mr. Crawford's wife...

No, she must not let this happen! She knew that she had to work harder now!

Regal Capital.

Nina was wearing her loose pajamas, and her eyes looked sleepy as she carried a bag of rubbish to

throw it into the neighborhood dumpster downstairs.

She was about to turn around and leave when she saw a white luxury car parked by the side of the

road.

Two bodyguards in black came out and opened the car door. Pierre's tall figure stepped out.

A group of people blocked her way.

When she saw Pierre, boundless hatred grew wildly inside of her like wild grass pouring out from

the tip of Nina's heart. She wished she could get a knife and slice him into pieces!

Nina tried her best to calm her tumultuous emotions. She wanted to just walk past Pierre and leave.

When she moved to her left, he moved to her left, and when she moved to her right, he also moved

to her right.

He blocked her like a ghost and made it difficult for her to leave.

"What are you trying to do?!" Nina was like a hedgehog, and her eyes were full of hatred. Her teeth

gnashed with every word she said.

"You're pregnant.” Pierre stared at Nina's abdomen, which was still too early to show. His eyes were

incredibly cold.

"I'm not!" Nina covered her belly in a panic.

Pierre snorted coldly and threw a copy of the information about her treatment in the hospital to

Nina. "Perhaps you didn't know, but the hospital you went to is owned by my family! I can check

your information like the back of my hand. It's that easy. I won't let you keep the child!”

Nina's face was as pale as a dead woman's. She clenched her trembling fingers. "This child is mine

and has nothing to do with you. Get out of-"

Pierre's jaw tightened, and his extremely handsome face was as cold as ice. His voice was full of cold

killing intent. "I absolutely will not allow my seed to lead a wandering life in poverty. The child must

be aborted!"

Nina's heart tensed, and her whole body kept moving backward.

She covered her belly tightly, and her eyes were clouded with madness.” No! This is my child, I want

to keep it! If you don't want it, why did you rape me in the first place, Pierre? I won't let you touch

my child!"

Pierre put his hands in his pockets, his eyes looking terrifying. "Do you think it's only up to you?

You're not worthy to give birth to the heir of the Mallory family! Take her away!"

Nina struggled violently and resisted as she cursed Pierre with vicious words.

In the end, the weak little her was still forcibly stuffed into the backseat of the car by two

bodyguards dressed in black.

The luxury car drove away, and withered leaves flew up behind it!

Through the window, Daisy had clearly witnessed everything that happened in the neighborhood

just now. Instead of choosing to call the police, however, she merely watched by the side like she

was watching a good drama.

She curled her lips in disdain. Sure enough, Bianca was not a good woman and her friend was the

same. “Birds of the same feather flock together, huh? She's getting what she deserves!"