Sweet Love Contract

With a frown, Yara took a look at Wanda and said, "calm down, John. I'll call Quincy back now."

Looking at the phone, Quincy found that it was a call from Yara. His aunt had never called him when he was working. Was there something wrong with No.3 Mansion? He had been very worried today, because just now, John's men protected him and ran away, and he hadn't been found yet.

He looked at the phone and answered it.

"Where are you?"

"Working."

"Either you come back immediately, or you only would see Wanda's ..." She didn't say the last word.

Hearing that, Quincy's heart sank. His knuckles holding the phone turned white. In a low voice, he asked, "is it John?"

"Yes!"

"Aunt, tell him that I'll wait for him at his home and ask him to bring Wanda to me."

After hanging up the phone, Yara told John everything that Quincy had said.

John left with Wanda. Seeing her red eyes, Yara hurriedly followed her. John pointed at Wanda's neck with the knife and said, "get out of here, all of you."

"Don't be afraid. Quincy will keep you safe." Yara could only shout at Wanda.

John dragged

parking lot of his house. After entering the elevator, he pushed Wanda inside, and he blocked the door of the

seem to feel any pain. All of a sudden, he grinned and looked at Wanda with a cold smile. "Even if I die today, I will take you with me. It's all your fault. You followed the wrong person. You

be some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Quincy. Let's talk it through," said Wanda, although she knew it was useless to say anything now Her voice was as trembling as she was

John dragged her to open the

and a young man was kneeling in front of Quincy and constantly kowtowing to beg for mercy. With a roar, John pulled her in front of him and put the knife on her neck again. Wanda stared at Quincy, tears streaming down her face again.

"Dad, help me."

"Mr. John!"

all crying and looking at John. Wanda looked at the girl kneeling on the ground whose eyes were full of fear of death. She should be much younger than Wanda, sixteen or seven years old. The boy was twenty years old, still childish. When Wanda looked into their eyes, she cried even harder. The fight between Quincy and John would only sacrifice those innocent people. They had to follow them and

said that one life for another life. Okay, I'll fulfill your wish. There are four people here, and four people can only

your woman is in my hands. I want you

you think so earlier? I didn't want to disturb them at first. But I didn't expect you to go to my place and ask for trouble. John, we've been fine for so many years, but you're getting more and more greedy now. I can pretend that I haven't

under his feet to the ground and walked up to John. John stabbed the knife into Wanda's neck a bit. She took a deep breath in pain, but didn't make a sound. Maybe it was because she was numb

to cooperate with them and become their pawn. Look, now your retribution is coming, right? Let go of my people. Maybe

'Quincy, the king of the underworld, hahaha! Well, I lost this time. I admit defeat! But there is a rule that one's wife and children are innocent. I'll give my life to

each other so many years. I

was shocked. Quincy's voice was so cold and flat, as if he was talking about something to eat later.

looked at his family with red

his hands out and

"No, father."