Chapter 96


    Chapter 96: You’ve met before, right?


    Jackson stopped, and Alva followed.


    It’s just that neither of them turned around.


    Because hearing this voice, the two knew who it was.


    Be.


    As for Jackson, he didn’t think about introducing Alva to Be.


    But such a scene is inevitable, but I didn’t expect several people to meet under such unexpected


    circumstances.


    Alva is simple.


    She knows exactly why she married Uriah and why she divorced.


    And all of this is inseparable from one person.


    Be.


    Be looked at the two people standing still in front of her and frowned.


    She wouldn’t be wrong about Jackson’s back.


    Didn’t you hear?


    Be called again, “Jackson? Is that you?”


    Finally, Jackson turned around.


    The moment he turned, he took Alva’s hand.


    Since we have to meet sooner orter, let’s meet here.


    “Flora。


    J


    Be walked over with a smile, “I thought I saw it wrong.”


    As he spoke, he looked at the person standing next to him, and the smile on his face disappeared


    quickly.


    This face looks very familiar, especially these clear eyes.


    She seems to have seen it somewhere before…


    Jackson clenched Alva’s hand and introduced, “Flora, this is my fiancée, Alva.”


    Then he looked at Alva. “This is my brother’s fiancée.”


    Alva let go of her clenched fist, looked at Be, and said frankly, “Hello.”


    Be didn’t answer. She looked at her and frowned.


    Alva, that name sounds familiar to her.


    Seems like I’ve heard it somewhere.


    But I can’t remember when I think about it.


    Jackson saw Be’s expression and said, “Flora, Alva and I have something to do, so I’ll go first.”


    Be came back to her senses, “Well, let’s have a meal together when we have time.”


    “Okay.”


    The two turned to leave, and soon disappeared in front of Be.


    Be looked at Alva’s back, her thick long hair and slender body, and the more she looked, the more


    familiar she became.


    But she just couldn’t remember where she had seen it.


    “Uriah, the luggage is ready.”


    The assistant came over and interrupted Be’s thinking.


    She looked at Jackson and Alva, no longer in front of her.


    “Well.”


    The two quickly got into the car and Be looked at her phone.


    No text messages, no phone calls.


    Uriah really didn’t take the initiative to contact him this week.


    It’s really too much.


    Be looked out the window, the scenery quickly passed, and suddenly, a picture appeared in her


    mind.


    Weak and helpless, begging for pain, a woman covered in blood…


    Alva!


    Uriah’s ex–wife!


    Be sat up straight, her face pale.


    How could it be that woman?


    Isn’t she Uriah’s ex–wife?


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    How could she be Jackson’s fiancee?


    No, it’s impossible, Uriah’s ex–wife can’t be Jackson’s fiancée, but those eyes, she can’t be wrong.


    But if you’re not mistaken, what’s going on?


    For the first time, Be, who had always been calm and rational, was confused.


    Driving in a Range Rover in front of the road, Jackson kept holding Alva’s hand.


    He didn’t speak, she didn’t speak, and the two were unusually quiet.


    At a red light ahead, Jackson mmed on the brakes and looked at Alva.


    “You… have met, right?”