Chapter 32 Identity Of Dana Roosevelt
Dana Roosevelt was desperate.
She felt that although nothing could really happen, she was disgusting.
It was in this call that every day did not work when Dana heard the sound of someone closing the door and getting out of the car not far away.
"Bang!"
When the car door closed, Dana shouted, "Save me!"
The man ran over in three steps and two steps, and how strong he was, he pulled Berton away and threw him on the ground.
Dana was trembling and was desperately tidying up her clothes.
"Miss Dana!"
The man who came over respectfully bowed to Dana.
Dana was now cold all over, trembling all over, not even able to take care of the schoolbag that fell on the ground, turned around, and left.
"Miss Dana!"
The man repeated and was about to catch up.
"Don't touch me!"
The girl's shrill voice had fallen into an extreme guard, and sure enough, turning around and taking a step, she saw the passageway, a black Audi with a government license plate.
The car parked sideways and made it clear that she would not be allowed to go out.
A bodyguard in the back, a car in front.
The bodyguard slowly bowed his head.
"Mr. Miss Dana, someone wants to talk to you."
......
Black Audi.
Dana stood in front of the car.
"Miss, please get in the car." The bodyguard persuaded him awkwardly.
"No," Dana said coldly, "if you have something to say, say it here standing up."
"This." The girl refused firmly, and the bodyguard didn't know what to do, so she saw the black window rolled down.
In the car, there was a middle-aged man. Because the light was dark, she was not able to see the face clearly, only the glasses on the bridge of the nose, so that the whole person looked gentle and elegant.
"Dana."
Dana's face did not change color.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Roosevelt? Hurry up and finish talking. I have things to do."
The man looked at her in the car with a strong aura.
"Dana, say yourself, how many years have you not been home?"
"Come home with me for dinner tonight!"
"I don't want to!"
Dana refused directly, didn't want to say anything, turned around, and left.
But before she turned around, the bodyguard blocked her way.
Obviously, they won't let her go.
"Who is that boy?"
The voice in the car, Dawn Roosevelt, said, and his voice suddenly became cold.
A pair of eyes that have been in politics for many years were so fierce that they looked at Berton, who has just been beaten to the ground.
"A new boyfriend?"
Dana laughed back without anger and implicitly provoked.
"Does he have anything to do with you?"
"If he's your boyfriend, then you can consider breaking up with him as soon as possible."
Dawn didn't come early just now. Without seeing clearly what was going on, he saw that the man vaguely seemed to be his own daughter.
No matter whether he was a boyfriend or not, he just asked someone to beat him up.
In fact, after all these years, he didn't know what Dana was doing.
It was only when he went to reissue her ID card today that he found out about her.
However, as soon as Dana heard his tone, she became angry towards him.
"Why are you telling me that? Who are you to meddle in my affairs? Who I am without my freedom? You've separated me and Tim Petty. What do you want now?"
Dana said as if she was already a little aggressive.
Dawn lost his patience when he listened to it with his ears.
"Did I separate you up with Tim Petty?! If you don't see for yourself what kind of man he is, he has a soft meal, vanity, and now he's still cheating on himself. How can he be any better?"
"That's enough!"
Dana was mentioned to the sore spot, and all of a sudden, it hurt as if she had been stabbed by a needle.
She knew that Tim Petty was not a good person. But if Roosevelt's family hadn't pushed behind her, she and he wouldn't have finished their relationship so early.
"Didn't I know what you Roosevelt family have done behind my back all these years?"
Dana sneered and her voice was slightly hoarse.
"If you want to get married, you have your Miss Roosevelt family member, so why come to me, an illegitimate daughter who can't be seen in public?" When the girl finished, her voice dropped.
"Dana Roosevelt!"
Speaking of this, the man in the car was completely infuriated.
Dana pushed away his bodyguard and strode away while wiping away her tears.
The bodyguard looked at the girl's distant back and was not sure whether to chase her or not.
"Mayor Dawn."
"That's it."
The man in the car waved his hand, his face heavy, and he didn't know what to do.
......
Dana came out of the underpass and soon mingled with the crowded streets near the university.
She told herself that she could not cry, but the tears kept falling from her eyes.
It was at this time that a man suddenly patted her on the shoulder from the front.
"Dana Roosevelt?"
Dana was startled.
She looked up and was stunned for a second to see the man in front of her.
"Marico?"
Marico, Hussey's brother. He was famous for being rich and handsome in Progress. Not only was he rich and handsome, but his educational background and personality were also first-class. The whole socialite circle was flocking to it.
Marico, of course, knew his sister's best friend because of Hussey.
"What's the matter? Did someone bully you?"
Dana was asked and immediately felt guilty. "No, no," she responded as she wiped her tears. "By the way, Marico, what are you doing here today? I haven't asked if Hussey is all right now."