Alexander King only realized today that he didn't know his wife at all. His wife had quietly taken him down and was now celebrating with someone else, enjoying the fruits of victory.
Yet he was still like a fool, thinking that if she asked him for help, he might consider making concessions.
Everyone said Alexander King was steady, precise, and ruthless, but his wife had just given him the best lesson.
"It's nothing, really. There's no such thing as a sure thing in this world. Let's implement the backup plan."
At this moment, Alexander King was utterly incomprehensible to Henry Brown.
He waved his hand, signaling Henry Brown to leave.
Alexander King picked up his phone and dialed Nora Thompson.
"Nora, are you coming home tonight?"
It was time to have a good talk with her; sometimes, being open and honest isn't a bad thing, and his wife is very smart.
"Do you need something?" The voice on the other end was still soft yet sultry.
