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Chapter 383: Liar, Bitch, and Slut (1)

The maid quickly collected the pieces, and Barnett quickly handed a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his palm, and the meeting went on as usual.

There was no surprise in this meeting, because most of the marching plans and battle plans had already been discussed with the secret party and Patrick, all that was needed was the final confirmation, and the confirmation process was very fast, no one was willing to challenge the authority of Lorenzo and Dylan at this time, and when it came to combat experience, no one could have more say than Lorenzo who started from the bottom of the army, and no one could have more say than the commander-in-chief of the Ales Military Academy.

There was no need for her to speak, and as the meeting drew to a close, Lorenzo asked a question, still the same as usual, "I only have one last question: in the name, if you attack in the name of Ales, you still need an heir, which I have already mentioned, and this is the premise of my cooperation with you." ”

The implication is that Lorenzo can endure it at this time, which can be regarded as giving face to the Ales Military Academy.

Moro sighed again, and even the sound of this sigh was heard by Patrick, and he looked sideways slightly, even with a subtle smile on his face, he wanted to see how Moro would respond.

She didn't speak, and expertly untied the necklace around her neck and threw it in the middle of the table.

The scarlet iris shimmered with dazzling light and shone the eyes of everyone present, and the necklace symbolizing the heir no one in the audience did not know what it meant, and several generals at the table looked at each other and exchanged glances.

This woman is really above board, Lorenzo thought angrily.

"Your Highness Morrow!" Several people hesitated for a moment, and then shouted loudly.

Whether she is Moro Ales or not, whether others know whether she is or not, she is now.

Lorenzo snorted, and the corners of his mouth were a sneer that would make anyone feel cold when they saw it.

Mo Luo bowed slightly, put away his necklace, and walked to the door.

Lorenzo immediately got up and followed.

The two most important people are gone, so there is no need for the meeting to continue.

"Stop." In the deep and dimly lit corridor, a long and light figure stopped in the backlight, and there was another almost inaudible sigh.

The voice is all too familiar.

The man on the other side of the corridor stared at the backlit figure, and suddenly he couldn't speak, he would always think of this woman as Morrow.

She didn't dare to look back, Patrick wasn't there now only the two of them around, she couldn't open her mouth to speak.

"You...... How did you get into my barrier without me noticing? The voice came from far and near, and the voice was already close behind him, and there was a chill behind him.

Barnett had already said it once, and she was prepared.

She was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment and turned around, with a black shiny hair in her hand.

The hair that belongs to him, only Moro has in this world, and Moro plucked it one day while he was asleep.

"Where did this come from?!" He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the window, hitting the window frame with a loud bang.

There was still no sound, and the force was definitely not small, but the woman remained silent, just silently rubbed the shoulder that had been hit, and then reluctantly stood up straight against the edge of the window.