Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Chapter 116: You are Samuel Green's good son

After all, Petty is more experienced, and she said in a low voice, “Two or three of you, chase after that little devil. The rest of you do your daily jobs.


Don't let others find any abnormal here, hurry!”


She was about to faint from the pain, but she couldn't extinguish her anger.


She used to be someone of great significance, but she didn't expect that she will fail because of a little boy today.


Sure enough, he was Samuel Green's son!


At such a young age, he is able to protect himself. If he grow older, who will he became?


Petty's kindness and conscience had disappeared completely.


She now can't wait to cut off Lucas Bush's skin and twitch his muscles to relieve her hatred.


Lucas Bush heard that the sound of persons chasing decreased, and thought it was an opportunity.


In fact, he is not far from the front desk. At this time, it may be a shortcut to rush out to find help, but he dared not guarantee that the people who come are so sympathetic.


If that guy doesn't care about his life and death, or even try to stop his escape, wouldn't he expose himself to Petty again?


Thinking of this, Lucas Bush gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of running to the front desk of the net. As soon as he turned around, he got into the VIP room directly and hid under the bed.


There’re many VIP rooms here, and they should not come in and search the room one by one. Moreover, Lucas Bush has seen this room has a “Do not disturb” sign on the wall, indicating that there is someone inside.


In the case of there are guests, those people might not dare to search so blatantly.


When he entered the room, Lucas Bush heard the sound of bath water in the bathroom, and he hid under the bed.


Nicole Bush entered the beauty salon after being disguised but she felt something wired about this salon when she came in.


How can there be no one in the beauty salon?


“Anyone there?”


Nicole Bush shouted and wanted to go inside.


Just then, two waiters came out.


“Hello, can I help you?”


The waiter smiled, it seemed to make people feel like spring breeze, but also successfully prevented the footsteps of Nicole Bush from entering.


Nicole Bush felt annoyed for a while, but said with a smile, “I heard that you have a good face massage here, I am coming to check out. How to recharge? Is it a payment or a direct charge to the membership card? Any trails?”


She looked around, as if looking at the poster on the wall of the beauty salon. In fact, she was looking at the layout around her.