"What's the reward for cooperating with you?"
"Whatever you want."
"I want a baby."
Lucy Eaton playfully kissed him on the lips, "I am the baby. You want me, anytime you want."
Jacob Green's expression softened, "I really can't refuse you."
Seeing his agreement, Lucy intertwined her fingers with his, "As long as the tracker is reinstalled in her new phone, everything she and Stellan Quinn plan at the Presidential Mansion can be known through the audio source, which is very beneficial to me."
After all, the tracker can not only locate but also transmit call recordings and surrounding sounds via signal.
"Of course, I know that. Otherwise, why would I agree to let a maid impersonate my wife?"
Lucy Eaton's phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID, "She's here, get ready."
She then got up and went outside.
At the main gate, Grace Hughes was already waiting expectantly.
Seeing her appear, Grace lowered her voice, "Are Jacob Green and that woman at home?"
