"But, we have no evidence." Nora Smith sipped his lips, and his eyebrows were dignified. "After so many years, even if there were any clues left in the past, I was afraid that it would have been destroyed long ago."
Asher Hawn's finger joints tightened little by little, and his tone was cold and firm. "No matter how long it takes, as long as he does it, it will definitely leave clues!"
"Yes, but our top priority now is to expose Jaxson Lambert's wolf ambition to arrest your grandfather and try to seize power." Nora Smith's eyes flashed a dark awn.
She won't let Jaxson Lambert, a scumbag, succeed!
Asher Hawn turned his head, took a deep look at Nora Smith, reached out and held her in his arms, with deep affection between his eyebrows. "Nora Smith, thank you! At this special time, I will never give up with me."
In Asher Hawn's arms, Nora Smith stretched out his hand and tapped it on his forehead. "Fool, I am your fiancee, and of course I want to share joys and sorrows with you."