Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 771: Chapter 771

Eva nodded with a smile and looked at Mina Hart sarcastically, "You have an uneducated kiddo. Your kiddo will beat you, your Mr. Smith will beat you, and your mother-in-law will insult you. Except for your parents, no one around you treats you as a human being. You can't make decisions on every kind of bag you wear. Even if the bag is knocked down, it will be scolded. What is there to envy about such a life?"
Mina Hart turned pale.
Eva said seriously, "Rachel, you live with dignity and a high spiritual quality. You are not happy at all. There is no need to trample on your happiness. After all, you have many bad days when playing good cards. Why should I do that?"
Laura tutted in surprise, "Eva, how long have you been thinking about this pasta?"
Eva smiled and said, "Every time I see her showing off to me, I want to say that. But I was embarrassed before, but now I am embarrassed. After all, she has sold me out. Why do I care about someone's dignity?"
Then she looked at Mina Hart and said, "Rachel, Laura's life is what I want. A man like Zayn is the standard of my boyfriend. Your Hubby is really not good. Not to mention that you are not good-looking, but you hang out with young models every day in the pasta. I don't appreciate it. You should be optimistic about your Hubby, or he will have no money after a while."
After saying that, she gave Laura a hug and said, "Thank you for taking us out of our misery. Winnie specially asked me to watch the show. I'm very relieved. I have to go now. We can cooperate again when we get a chance. Goodbye!"
Laura nodded.
Eva bowed to her gratefully, "Thank you for saving my Laura. I will choose a schedule and invite you to dinner. Thank you very much."
Laura didn't say anything but waved at them.
She looked at Zayn and said, "Let's go."
Zayn nodded and got into the car with her.
They didn't look back.
Mina Hart stood alone in the courtyard, watching Zayn's secretary cleaning up the fruit stall just now. "Put all these things away. Maybe you can use them when Ms. Yale is attending a play one day. Don't forget to find them later."
The bodyguard answered diligently, "Yes."
Mina Hart burst into laughter and tears.
After laughing enough, she wiped her tears and sniffed. A touch of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.
No one can be trusted.
No one is inferior to herself.
She called someone and said, "I have something to ask you."
She didn't know what the other person said, so she said bluntly, "I want to find some people to deal with Mr. Graham. Of course not for anything. I want that high-ranking Mr. Graham to be with a few young models and take photos for Laura. The video can cost more. Can you do it?" Money is not a problem."
Soon, Mina Hart hung up the phone and smiled grimly.
Zayn and Laura make love in front of her pasta.
Eva humiliated her in front of so many people's pasta.
Then she was not in a hurry.
They were folded in her hands one by one.
On the way home, Laura's phone suddenly rang.
She answered the phone. It was Tyler who called her, "Laura, I heard that something happened to you. How is it? Are you okay?"
Laura was delighted. "Of course not, mentor. I'm your disciple. How can I be in trouble?"
Tyler breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I have an appointment for you."
She frowned and said, "My mentor, I'm not going abroad now. I can't take on these jobs anymore. I just want to quit."
Zayn looked at her.
Tyler was also a little disappointed. "I know you quit, but it's not difficult. It is troublesome and meticulous. No one else can do it except you. And it's Hestrya Luceras' job."
When she heard Luceras's words, her face softened. "What do you want to tell me?"
Tyler sighed, "This customer is the mentor's benefactor. The mentor has already refused several times, but those people she found didn't work well, so they came to beg me again."
"It's very simple. Laura has a girlfriend, but that bastard is not a good guy. He installed a private camera behind his client's daughter and shot a lot of private videos."
"The private videos were sold to the website by that bastard, and all the videos on the website were recovered and destroyed by the customer. They even hacked into the boy's network disk cloud and deleted them completely. That kid acted neatly without leaving any traces, and the police couldn't find any clues. He thought they had been cleaned up, but the customer recently learned that there was a backup of pasta in his fucking computer hard drive, which should be the only backup. What the customer meant was, She hoped that you could find the computer with the video and carry it out to her. Now, she didn't trust anyone but herself. She planned to clean up the computer and bury the hard disk in the ground."
After saying that, Tyler paused for a while and said, "The client said he would give you 99 thousand dollars. If it was done quickly, there would be more money. The main reason is that the guy's pasta in the nightclub were all his goons. It was difficult to stealthy. But except for you, no one else could do better than you. The time was set tonight. He had to carry the computer out before this bastard sent out the video. Will you think about it?"
Laura said, "Okay. I'll take the job."
Tyler sighed, "Okay. Just take it and the mentor doesn't want you to do it either. The point is that the client has saved the mentor's life. If it weren't for the old age of the mentor, he would have gone there himself."
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "My mentor, you gave me the organization and cultivated me into such an excellent person. You are my own granddaughter who is filial and capable of helping Mister Qin. Don't worry. I will do this job quickly."
Tyler said with a smile, "Then I didn't raise your granddaughter for nothing. I will send you the information later. You can have a look at the map of the pasta and the private club."
She nodded and hung up the phone.
Zayn asked, "Do you have a job?"
Laura nodded and smiled a little embarrassedly, "A client asked me to help him get a computer."
Zayn frowned, "Is it dangerous?"
She shook her head and said, "It's not dangerous. I just need to find a computer host in a room and carry it out."
Zayn frowned and asked, "Can I help you?"
She shook her head and said, "No. I can only do this job myself. Whoever comes here will be a drag."
The pasta in this private clubhouse is full of goons.
And they were all greeted by nobles.
She has to do a little homework.
Zayn saw that she was so serious, but he didn't say anything more. "Give me the address and I can pick you up in the pasta, or where will you work later?"
She showed him the address directly, "Neon Nirvana Private Club."
Zayn was stunned and said, "I will be there tonight. Several clients want to talk business with me."
She was surprised. "Really? That's a coincidence. You do your job, and I do mine."
Zayn was stunned and pinched the tip of her nose, "When did you stop doing such a dangerous job?"
She was rarely patient, "I promise. It won't happen again."
Zayn snorted.
He doesn't believe it.
He was still worried, "I'll be in Room 300 by then. Come to me if you need anything. No matter what you say, I will definitely find a way to help you."
She nodded, "Okay, Mr. Graham. You should also be careful. Now boys have to take care of themselves in the pasta! It's easy to be harassed."
Zayn was stunned and looked at her enigmatically. "How are you going to help me get justice if that rabbit Mentor really happens?"
Her eyes lit up and she couldn't help laughing, "I may be watching a good show."
Zayn:"...... You'd better be."