Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 900

Geoffrey pursed his lips and turned away with a terrible expression on his face. "Don't call the police."

If he wanted to call the police, he would have called them when he was coming over.

However, Geoffrey was still harboring a little selfinterest.

If he called the police, perhaps... Monica would be finished. According to the influence of the Dormer family, once this matter involved the police, it would become complicated, and then it would be infinitely expanded by others.

That was because this was not a simple matter.

It was the Collins family and the Dormer family.

Geoffrey didn't know why he still had a little sympathy for Monica. However, he thought that this would be the last time.

After this time, he would definitely cut off all his affections for her.

"Why don't we call the police?" Lolita was still puzzled. "How can we get in?"

He replied, "You go to the side. I'll settle it." "No." She didn't know what he was thinking. She shook her head and said, "You treated me to a meal. I can't pay you back. If you don't let me call the police, then... Shall I open the door for you?"

Geoffrey was utterly confused.

She put away her phone and opened her bag. She took out a thin steel wire from the small box, walked to the door, and began to pick the lock.

Geoffrey was speechless.

Everyone else didn't know what to say.

Crack...

The steel wire broke. Lolita laughed awkwardly and said, "I got it wrong."

Then, she threw away the one in her hand and took out another one from the small box.

Geoffrey looked at her strange movements. He felt that it was probably better if he had let her call the police just now rather than let her carry out these strange actions.

Monica, who was hiding in the bathroom, was shivering in fear. She walked towards the window, only to find that she had nowhere to run. She retreated into the bathroom and realized that the person who had just gone out had not flushed the toilet after using it. The bathroom was filled with a nauseating smell.

She almost vomited and quickly retreated.

There was no place to hide in the small hotel, and Geoffrey's men had already arrived at the door. She even heard him talking to those people.

She knew that it would be useless for her to hide here.

Since Monica had no way to seek help, it was best for her to take out her phone and call Zaydon.

Ring, ring...

The phone rang for a long time before he answered the phone.

He was about to go to the meeting when he saw her call. He answered it and said unhappily, "What's the matter?"

"Zaydon..."

Before he had even finished speaking, Monica's suppressed sobs could be heard from the other end.

When Zaydon heard this, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Zaydon, help me! Can you save me?" She cried as she tried to beg him for help.

He stopped, and the secretary next to him looked at him in puzzlement. Zaydon said coldly, "You go first. Don't wait for me."

The secretary could only nod and then leave first.

After the others left, Zaydon walked to the other side and started to talk again, "What happened? Didn't I tell you to stay in the hotel? Did you run out?"

Monica couldn't help but cry. He was really annoyed. He rebuked, "If you keep crying, I'll hang up the phone."