Gu Xiaoxiao frowned. "Is there any photo of Monique being kidnapped? Is that involved? Why isn't she caught?"
"No, I'll check again." Sacha was a little confused by Gu Xiaoxiao's question.
Cindy just told him to find out in the parking lot.
Then she refused to say anything.
"People like you only want money. Give her money and see how much it is. I can afford it but ask for more details. It's best to get a photo for her." After saying that, Gu Xiaoxiao hung up the phone.
If she could get a photo of Monique being kidnapped with disheveled clothes, she would definitely put it on the Mid-Autumn Festival gala.
At that time, everyone would see her in a mess.
Gu Xiaoxiao hung up Sacha's phone and a hint of maliciousness flashed across her eyes.
"Monique, I'll definitely ruin your reputation."
Gu Linbei listened to the beeping ringtone of his mobile phone and sighed. "What an evil fate!"
He had been busy all day yesterday and sent a message to Henry after work at night.
But he didn't expect that Henry didn't reply to him.
After hanging up the phone, Gu Linbei sent a text message to Gu Xiaoxiao. "I've told you everything. Even if you really like him, you can only compete through legitimate channels. Don't let me see you use abnormal means. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences."
Then he edited a text message and sent it to Monique. "Monique, what are you performing at the Mid-Autumn Festival gala?"
Monique had been rehearsed and didn't pay attention to her mobile phone.
In order not to embarrass Ling Jing, she practiced very seriously. Even their lunch was delivered by Louise at noon. Fortunately, Ling Jing was very easy-going and did not mind.
She felt that it was good.
Therefore, for the past two days, Henry had been elusive.
Today, Henry asked the driver to pick up Little Nomi home. It was getting late after Monique finished her dance.
Little Nomi was alone at home.
When Little Nomi saw that it was her mommy, she ran over with a smile on her calf. "Mommy, you're finally back. I'm so bored at home alone."
Monique's bright black eyes swept across the living room. "Hasn't my dad come back yet?"
"Not yet. Mommy, can you read for me?" Little Nomi blinked at Monique.
Monique was exhausted after a whole day of dancing, but she still promised Little Nomi dotingly. "Okay, let's go to the room upstairs. Mommy will read you a picture book."
"Mommy, give daddy a call and see if he's coming back. I want him to read my painting with Mommy." Little Nomi looked up with her delicate face and pouted, acting like a spoiled child.
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