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My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

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Chapter 1587 It's Getting Late

"Why? Are you afraid that she'll look for you?"

Alistair observed her expression and asked her with intent.

Panic flashed across Andrea's face. "No, I'm just worried."

Alistair laughed. "What are you worried about?"

Andrea's guilty eyes darted around. "The Lawrence family and the police are keeping a close eye on every

checkpoint. If she comes back, she'll be caught. I think... she'd better not come back."

Alistair sneered at her. ’That's no good. I sent her out so she would come back one day!" 'The grievances between

Wendy and Rosalie are so deep. I might gain a henchwoman once she returns.

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'Also, this one in front of me...'

Alistair's tone slowed down again, and he asked her meaningfully, "Wendy is wanted by the police, and you're willing

to risk your life to look for me for her sake. Your relationship must be fantastic. I'm even suspicious... Does she have

something on you?"

As Alistair hit the nail on the head, Andrea's heart tightened suddenly. She tightly clenched the hem of her skirt and

forced a smile. "That's nonsense. I've always been close with Wendy."

The man stared at her fixedly, examining the expression on her face.

He smiled inexplicably after a long time as if he had confirmed something." I was being abrupt, but I think your

relationship is way too close."

With that said, Alistair got up as if nothing had happened. He went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red

wine, and returned with two glasses.

Andrea was perplexed by his behavior and remained silently vigilant.

Alistair filled the glasses with wine and pushed one in front of Andrea.

"I'm not used to just drinking tea with a beautiful woman, so let's switch it up." He had a seductive smile on his face.

Andrea frowned slightly but did not take the glass. "I drove here, so I can't drink."

Alistair spread his hands regretfully. "That's a shame. I’ll just drink this myself."

Andrea felt uneasy, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave. "It's getting late. I have to go."

Alistair stopped her before she got up. "Miss Quirke, you came here only to inquire about Wendy? If that's the case,

I'm very interested in what's going on between you two."

Andrea had no choice but to sit down.

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"However, I'm pleased to be treated as a tool by a lovely lady." Alistair's eyes dazzled as he smiled affectionately.

With this line, he had probably seduced countless women. Andrea was shaken when she sat down and could not

help but be drawn to him.

"I don't get it, Miss Quirke. How can someone as sensible and reasonable as you get together with someone like

Wendy?" Alistair asked again.

This time, Andrea relaxed her guard. Her answer was vague. "I didn't know she was such a person, and it was too

late when I knew."

Immediately, Alistair's keen ears caught something. "What was too late?"

Andrea snapped back to her senses as she calmly scrambled for an answer. "When I knew it, I was already very

close to her, so I couldn't just abandon her.

Alistair nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any further questions.

The two talked some more with Alistair initiating the conversation. Andrea gradually relaxed from not talking about

Wendy anymore.