Julia Land looked at James Thompson's temples and blinked her sour eyes.
Once again, she said with a faint smile, "I can say it again, you and I are history."
"Julia Land and James Thompson are history."
No sooner had her words fallen.
James Thompson scooped her up in his arms.
The driver and Assistant Scott, who were seated in the car, were shocked.
Mrs. Moore and Mr. Thompson?
Young Master Moore wearing a green hat?
They wisely turned their heads to the other side.
They saw nothing.
James Thompson thrust Julia into his car, "Get out."
Those words were directed at the driver and the bodyguards in his car.
His car was very private.
The door closed.
The light inside the car came on.
"Little Pear, tell me if Christopher Moore is threatening you?"
Julia Land, suddenly embraced by James Thompson and brought into his car, remained composed. She adjusted her sitting position and leaned against the backrest with an air of languor, her legs crossed.