Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 470


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 470


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    J’s brows furrowed slightly, and her voice was slightly apologetic when she spoke. “Did I wake


    you?”


    Desire startled. When did J be so considerate? This isn’t at all like the J Jackson who


    didn’t care about anything in the past! “You’re my superior, so don’t be so courteous if you have orders


    for me.”


    Upon hearing this, J reverted to her usual solemn manner, her voice turning cool and cid.


    “Apany me on a mission.”


    The moment Desire heard the word ‘mission,’ she almost jumped out of bed. A mission! I love taking


    risks! If Lara is also in Markovia, such an interesting task would definitely be hers. “Sure! Where are


    you? I’ll pick you up!” Freeing her hands by sping the cell phone with her chin, she swiftly changed


    into suitable clothes.


    “Euphony Hotel. Bring a mask over.” Her lips curving into a smile, J likewise changed swiftly. She


    was initially feeling quite dejected, but at the thought of seeing Mason, her mood improved greatly. With


    the corners of her mouth unconsciously tilted upward, she opened the room door and walked out.


    “Miss Jackson!” ck Python was taken aback when she swung open the door soundlessly.


    J didn’t expect them to be still standing outside the door, so her expression turned a touch


    awkward. “Why are you two standing guard here?”


    “Markovia isn’t as safe as Sandfort City, so we’re afraid that you might be in danger,” ck Python


    exined grudgingly after an awkward chuckle.


    “Are you thinking of going out, Miss Jackson?” White Python asked. “If so, ck Python and I will


    protect you.”


    “Nope,” J answered, her face devoid of expression. Then, she closed the door before her eyes


    shifted to the window. The night is dark, and this is the 12th floor, so it’ll be quite a good warm-up


    exercise. Her lips turned up. In the next instance, a beautiful figure cut across the air before


    descending slowly.


    Outside the door, ck Python and White Python exchanged a nce, relieved that she obediently


    went back in to sleep.


    Star Harbor was quite a distance away from the hotel. Anxious, J ordered Desire to move over and


    took the driver’s seat herself.


    Desire had never seen her in such a frenzy. Fortunately, there weren’t many people or cars on the road


    at night, for J floored the gas pedal and drove close to 200 km/h. Such an ordinary car couldn’t


    possibly withstand the strain exerted by a professional racer like her, so by the time they arrived at Star


    Harbor, Desire’s car had also gone kaput, the tail end of it smoking.


    Snagging the binocrs, J took a look, only to see that Mason and Henry were already here


    though Aqu hadn’t yet arrived. She threw the binocrs to Desire, her gaze chilly. “Drive the car over


    to the junkyard. I can manage things alone here.” Her voice was a tad hoarse and frigid.


    Desire nodded. “Sure.” The tail end of the car is smoking, so I’m afraid that the car will explode and


    catch fire if I don’t drive it over to the junkyard.


    Slipping on the mask hanging on her hand, J then adjusted her cap and covered all her exposed


    skin.


    As Desire stared at her back, she couldn’t help shuddering. Boss is really scary when she’s protecting


    her man! If Aqu truly dares to y any tricks, she’ll certainly raze his territory to the ground. “Do you


    need a gun?”


    Whipping out a gun from her waistband, J brandished it in her hand. “I have one.” After saying that,


    she loaded the gun and strode toward Star Harbor without any expression on her face.


    Simply flinging the binocrs down in the car, Desire inhaled deeply as she gazed at J’s cold and


    menacing back, her red lips curving upward. Mr. Lowry, what’s so special about you that Boss loves


    you this much?