Marriage Contract Secret Agent

Marriage Contract Secret Agent
Triplet E, Efrain Alston (Extra 7)



The Alston house.


Chezy and Dallas were watching television while eating a snack and drinking something fresh. The atmosphere looks harmonious. Dallas rarely allowed his wife to go for a walk if not to dispel boredom.


Then, the man's phone rang and Miley's name was on the screen.


“Tumben that guy called you? I feel an unpleasant premonition,” Chezy said.


Dallas frowned, feeling dislike. But he was kind enough to answer his phone call.


“Hah, what's up?” tanyanya lazy.


“Dallas, why are all your sons so brengs*k?! his second son kidnapped my daughter and fucked her. What does the world say?” Miley got angry across the phone and shouted loudly.


Dallas even had to keep his phone away for a while and start to cling to it. “My sons have my abilities. What's wrong with that. Your daughter should be grateful to be my son's girlfriend.”


“You are shameless! Tell me, are all your children rich?” miley went back to serious questions.


“Of course. All my children inherited the family treasure and also worked hard. I haven't given them money in years. The children are capable,” he replied.


"..." - ".Miley across the phone was speechless. He immediately ended the phone call with a rude snort.


Dallas saw the man disconnect the phone call unilaterally. Even more unhappy.


"What's wrong?" Chezy.


"He said Egan should take responsibility for his daughter" Dallas replied instantly chuckling. He's still the same as baji*gan in the past.


Chezy rolled her eyeballs. He had clearly heard the conversation just now and Miley had not said that at all. So where's Dallas' confidence from now?


Thinking of his second son again, Chezy was a little worried. Both Egan and Jennifer are on the same military base. It is the relationship between superiors and subordinates at work.


But beyond that, his son became a beast in bed. Did Chezy regret marrying Dallas?


The fruit fell not far from the tree!


"Why is your expression like that?" Dallas frowned.


Chezy tried to calm herself down. "It's nothing. I'm counting how many wild women are peeping at you from the shadows right now" he replied.


Although Dallas is already said to be a middle-aged man today, but his charm does not fade. Women out there still want to be wildflowers raised outdoors. So Chezy couldn't stand it.


"..." - ".I feel like you're lying, Inner Dallas.


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Country F.


But the man always focused on painting and considered if the painting room was his life.


"Efrain, when did you lock yourself up like a chicken incubating its eggs? Don't you want to accompany me for a walk?"


A fashionable dressed woman appeared. He has straight hair and wears a bando. But his expression was pouting at this moment.


"Hey, did you hear me or not?" tanyanya.


Efrain who was busy painting someone finally realized the existence of others in his room.


"Clowy's? Since when did you come?" his question was relaxed as if he had just gathered his soul in the real world.


The woman named Clowy rolled her eyeballs and folded both hands on her chest. The man turned out to be completely unaware of himself asking earlier.


Clowy sighed helplessly and tried to remain calm. "I just came. Come with me to take a photo" he said.


"What photo?"


"Picture of our wedding" joked Clowy. "Of course a photo for your painting materials. Didn't you ask me to come yesterday?"


Efrain licked his lower lip slightly and did not refuse. "I don't mind taking our wedding photos to paint" he said.


But Clowy thought the man was joking with her. But even so, he was still shy and pretended not to listen to her.


"You going or not?" tanyakanya.


Efrain put down the brush and got up from his seat. "of course. If you don't go, who will you ask for help?"


"..." - ".Of course there's my assistant, Inner Clowy.


Efrain speaks fluent Country F and immediately leaves with Clowy heading to some places to take photos. Efrain has a high view of his paintings so that the desired photo for painting materials should also not be ordinary.


Clowy was a photographer and knew Efrain a few years ago. Both of them have an age that is not too far away so they can be said to be peers.


"What about this flower garden?" clowy asked as he looked at the flower bed in front of him.


Currently they are in the national flower park and quite a lot of visitors.


Efrain looked at the wind-blown expanse of flowers in front of him and took over the camera from Clowy's hand.


"Stand there. I'll take pictures" he said.


Clowy was a little confused. "Can you take pictures? Are you sure?"