CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

It wasn't until after eleven o'clock in the evening that she finally reached the nearest town.

Because of her special clothes and a little girl in her arms, she attracted countless curious eyes along the way.

This was exactly what she wanted, and she was afraid that no one would watch her.

"Madam! Help me!" She walked up to a fat woman, wanting to beg her for help.

"..." The woman didn't know what to answer, and the tone of voice should be French.

But she couldn't understand a word.

no way.

She had to find someone who could speak English.

She hugged Pooh and continued to walk forward, the two dogs followed closely behind her, their dark eyes full of caution.

She walked along the town and found two policemen patrolling the street.

Very good!

She hurried over and stopped the two policemen.

"Gentlemen, please wait!"

When the two policemen heard her voice, they stopped and looked her up and down curiously.

"Madam, may I help you?" one of them asked her in slightly fluent English.

"That's right! I really want to ask you for help! It's very important!" Her voice was trembling with excitement.

"What's that? If we can help you."

"My daughter was shot. If she doesn't go to the hospital, her wound will become inflamed and die. I want you to send her to the hospital!"

"Shot?" The policeman looked a bit hesitant, stared at her up and down a few times, and finally said in embarrassment, "Madam, your words are too exaggerated, we need to conduct an identity check on you."

"I understand! I am also willing to cooperate with your investigation, but my daughter's condition cannot be delayed!"

"Okay then, ma'am, you can accompany us to the police station. As for your daughter, how about asking my colleagues to take her to the hospital?"

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

She handed Pooh into the arms of a policeman, and then left with another policeman.

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After going to the police station, the policeman poured her a cup of hot water, and then let her walk into the interrogation room.

"Ma'am, can you tell me how your daughter was shot?" the policeman asked her as he sorted out the files on his desk.

"She was killed by a black slave." She truthfully told her memory.

"Ma'am, the black slaves have been liberated for many years." The policeman looked up at her with an expression of disbelief.

"No, I'm not talking about the black slaves here. I'm talking about the black slaves in West Africa!" She couldn't help getting excited when she said this, and the days in West Africa seemed like yesterday.

"West Africa? Ma'am, are you talking about the uninhabited West Africa?" The policeman looked incredible.

"That's right, it's there! I was framed and went to that ghostly place!"

"God, this is really a century-old mystery!" The policeman's expression was full of seriousness, and he continued to ask her, "If this is true, ma'am, would you like to tell me the whole story? "

"Of course, I was afraid you wouldn't want to listen!" She smiled expressionlessly, lowered her eyes and told about her life in West Africa.

Talk about how she was blackmailed to go to that ghost place.

Telling how she operated on that woman herself.

About how she'd set those damn niggers to be good.

Talk about how she made those delicate female black slaves willingly accompany her to hunt.

About how she almost left that damn place, only to find herself in war again.

Said how she was plotted by two bloody niggers on the departing ship and left disfigured.

Said how she had come to this place alone in a huge ship, staggering.

.......

Every word she said was reasonable, and no one could find the slightest reason to doubt it.

The policeman looked at her with sympathy and admiration.

"Unexpectedly, you are Mrs. Fidel." The policeman's voice was full of shock, as if he had seen an alien.

Five years ago, Mrs. Fidel, who was intimidating to Europe and the United States, disappeared for no reason. Everyone only thought that she left England and went to Switzerland to find her husband.

No one would have thought that she had been framed like this.

A woman, with a child, survived in West Africa for five years, commanded the entire manor, managed thousands of black slaves, conspired with the country, and plotted everywhere.

Such a strange woman, except for the mighty Mrs. Fidel, I am afraid that there is no one else.

.......

"That's right, it's me." She stared at the policeman with complicated eyes.

"Mrs. Fidel, what are you going to do next?" The policeman closed the document in his hand and put it aside, and asked her curiously with his hands on his knees.

"I want you to send me back to England, and I won't treat you badly." Her tone was as cold and aloof as usual.

"Of course, ma'am!" The policeman couldn't help but get excited when he heard this.

Mrs. Fidel is so rich and powerful, how could he not help!

"But not now, I want to wait a month before going back." Mengyao lowered her eyes, a little confused.

"Mrs. Fidel, why is that?" The policeman looked confused.

"I want to adapt to modern life first, so as not to lose face in England." She raised her head and answered in a joking tone.

"Ma'am, you are really good at joking!" The policeman laughed a few times because of her teasing.

She glanced at the policeman and felt that she had nothing to say, so she was about to finish the last thing and leave.

"Can you lend me a phone to call the bank?" She looked at the policeman and asked.

"Of course!" The policeman quickly handed the landline to her and told her to call the bank.

"Thank you." She picked up the phone and dialed a private financing bank that she previously co-founded.

The call was connected quickly, and a sweet female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hi, may I help you?"

"I'm Mrs. Fidel, let your chairman come and listen."

"What? Mrs. Fidel?"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"Yes, ma'am, I'll call right away!"

After 3 minutes, Kang Er's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Too... madam?" Kang Er's voice was trembling.

"Yes, it's me."

"My God! Is it really you? Mrs. Fidel!"

"That's right, write me a paperless check at the bank, I need it here."

"Madam, why did you go to France? And why do you need a paperless check?"

"It's too long to tell. I'll explain it to you when I get back to England."

"But ma'am, the fraud is so powerful now, I dare not..."

"Just start a video."

"Yes, ma'am."

Mengyao hung up the phone, then looked at the policeman and asked him, "Sir, can I use my computer to Skype?"

"Of course, ma'am!" The policeman hurriedly let her sit in her place and use the computer.

She hasn't used a computer for five years, and she forgets to type a few times more than usual.

After five or six minutes, she finally landed on Skype, which she hadn't been on for five years.

She pressed the video button and connected to Kanger's account.

Soon, the video was connected, and the two could clearly see each other's faces.

Kang Er was the same as usual, nothing had changed, only a little more mature.

"Oh my god, ma'am, your face!" Kang Er saw the deep scars on her face and couldn't help but screamed.

......