In this way, to break Morris Cheal this ‘Cumbersome’.


    Morris Cheal with her, is bound to make her attached to L City, is not conducive to her future back to the hidden n to take over the position of the n leader of the hidden n.


    He has his own power, which should not be underestimated and may pose a threat.


    Houghton racked his brains toe up with a solution that would only allow the two to part ways.


    It is no wonder that Houghton was unwilling to let the two get together.


    But there is no way, she finally insisted to be with Morris Cheal, Houghton did not agree also can not, can only be forced to agree.


    When you think about it, on the wedding day, everyone at the wedding was smiling like flowers, but Houghton was the only one with a gloomy face.


    It turns out that he had a n to get rid of Morris Cheal and cut her off, so that she would never have to worry about L City again.


    As Destiny said at that moment, if she was stable in the Hidden Nation, she could bring her children to the Hidden Nation.


    Her adoptive parents, Lincoln and Anika, of course, could also go to the Hidden Nation.


    The adoptive parents are already old and the child is still young, so they have no power to resist and can only let them do what they want.


    That’s a good n!


    “Trent Stone is an outsider and cannot enter the Hidden Tribe, that’s the rule. I was afraid you would protest, so I put some medicine in the water. After all, am I not the one who is afraid of you? You are a stubborn girl, if you get into trouble with me, it will be okay.”


    Houghton said with a sense of perspective.


    “Heh.”


    Vivian Mond snorted lightly, smiling extra sarcastic.


    A good exnation, brilliant.


    Once again, she was impressed with Houghton.


    Her mind lingered on the conversation between Houghton and Destiny today, and she looked at Houghton with a strange look in her eyes.


    Perhaps it is, she only today for the first time in a real sense to understand Houghton.


    me only, when she was too young, simple, ignorant.


    It boils down to two words – stupidity!


    It is not too much to say that it is foolish.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    I’m d Morris Cheal didn’t die, otherwise she’d be living in the shadow of self-loathing for the rest of her life.


    Vivian Mond sneered, then got up, stretched, didn’t even look at Houghton again, and turned to walk out of the room.


    Pulling open the door and standing in the hallway, she nced left and right, nked by rooms on both sides.


    Therge white luxury yacht, divided into four levels, as well as the top deck.


    Vivian Mond went to the cockpit and strolled around, then went up one level at a time, taking a closer look at each level.


    In the meantime, he counted all the people in the yacht, including the crew and the captain, a total of twenty-eight people.


    These people, only a few of them look like C blondes with deep silhouettes, the others are simr to L City people.


    Vivian Mond remembered that the secret history of the Hidden Tribe, which he had read in the underground pce of Morris Cheal’s old house, said that the Hidden Tribe was on the map of the Chinese people and belonged to the Miao border.


    A hundred years ago, when the war was raging, the Hermits fled with their families to escape from the war, and finally found the Hermitage, which was like a paradise, and settled down and lived there for more than a hundred years.


    Therefore, their appearance is no different from the Chinese people.


    But, the difference was that they were all a little taller.


    “Little master.”


    “Hello, little master.”


    “Little master.”


    …


    Vivian Mond walked past them, and all of them called out ‘little master’ respectfully when they saw her.


    This strange address made Vivian Mond feel otherworldly, even a little out of ce.


    But more than that, it was ironic.


    “Vivian is hungry, don’t you want toe over and have something to eat?” Destiny asked as she walked over to Vivian Mond.


    Vivian Mond nced at her with cold eyes, “No appetite.”


    She turned back and walked towards the deck.


    At that moment, Destinee handed her a jacket, “It’s windy on the deck, you can put on a jacket. It’s dark, the temperature has dropped, and it’s a bit cold.”