Looking for A Man

Specifically, it was written, "I am unable to conceive due to my husband's car accident. I am looking for a healthy man to conceive with me. I will pay him a lot of money." Kimberly said calmly.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, but fortunately he maintained his basic professional qualities, "What is requirements?"

Kimberly sat back comfortably on the large office chair, pondered for a moment, and said, "Must be handsome, have an excellent physique, graduated from an Ivy League school, and be good in bed. Price is negotiable.”

"When do you want?"

"As soon as possible."

At the end of the year, she should also improve her KPIs so that she can achieve her goal of having grandpa's grandson as soon as possible.

Whether her request was too high or not, high effort for high return, and any man can be found. But she didn't expect John to be so efficient, so he gave her a response the next day, saying that he had found a perfect match one.

He is 188cm tall, handsome and in great shape. He graduated from Oxford University.

When John sent his photo, Kimberly was reading the documents.

Clicking on the photo, her attention was caught at just one glance.

It was a photo from college, with only a silhouette.

The person in the photo is leaning sideways and lazily on the railing, with his arms folded, as if he is talking to someone, his posture is noble and relaxed.

The hair is cut very short and has sharp edges under the light and shadow. The eyelashes are long, the bridge of the nose is high, and the figure is slender. It feels exceptionally clean and neat, but there is an inexplicable feeling of familiarity. She doesn’t know where she has seen it before.

She fixed her eyes on him for a moment, swiped open her phone and sent a voice message to John, "I want him. Ask him if he can come over tonight."

"Yes Ms. Kimberly, can be arranged anytime, but he has a pre-condition."

Kimberly raised her eyebrows and typed, "What condition?"

"He's a little bit shy and wants to turn the lights off."

Kimberly saw this word, put down the pen, eyebrows slightly frowned, directly called John, "Turn off the lights? Then how do I know if he looks good or not, if his shape is good or not?"

The other side obviously choked and silenced for a moment, "Don't worry, he looks better than photo, it's worth every penny, Ms. Kimberly, please trust my eyes."

Kimberly was half skeptical, but at the same time, she also trusted John.

Her personal assistant is very capable, she spent a lot of money to dig up, specializing in handling some unseemly activities for her.

Not only for her as a detective to catch a mistress, and all aspects of life are arranged for her extraordinarily appropriate, and a wide range of contacts, giving people a feeling of omnipotence, he is rare to be righteous to make a promise, she will believe him.

"Tell him to come to my house in the evening, you tell him about my rules and prepare in advance."

"Okay, Ms. Kimberly, don't worry."

Kimberly hung up the phone at ease and continued to work, once busy, he forgot about the time.

Until close to 12 o'clock in the evening that she suddenly remembered what she had arranged, packed up her things, and had the driver send her back to villa.

This villa has been vacant for a long time, occasionally has person to clean, is the old Wilson bought for her before the marriage, very close to the company, a good location in the quiet, just have not had the time to live. And now she moved back.

The car parked in front of the villa, the villa is dark, it does not look like someone is there.

But she knew John must have arranged properly, enter the door in the dark, she saw a pair of men's leather shoes, she changed her shoes, rubbed her feet after stepping on a day of high heels, ready to go to take a shower first.

She went to the master bedroom, which was unoccupied. Everything was in its place untouched. She doesn't like people to enter her private area, so John put him in the visitor's room.

Taking off her delicate set of Chanel suit, she headed for the bathroom.

Bathroom put a variety of essential oils. Each flavor is selected carefully. She chose a favorite orchid, drop a few drops in the bath, suddenly the tip of the nose filled with a kind of imperceptible but exceptionally provocative aroma.

Took a bath, wrapped the towel out of the bath, carefully tended to a head of beautifully smooth big wavy long hair.

Go to the closet room to choose a piece full of careful nightgown, just the right amount of sexy is the most seductive, lined with her waist is slender, white skin, convex and curved.

Turned around and was preparing to go out of the closet room, saw a row of neat rows of various kinds of lingerie, hesitated, chose a piece of exceptionally thin and light to wear, after all, this is her first time, regardless of this man is the person she loves or not, she still wants a bit of a sense of ceremony.

The cell phone is ringing when she is going out of the master bedroom rang.

She pick up the phone, it is Steven.

He send a text message, the content of the text message is:Lychee Bay house is also transferred under your name, you do not need to move out.

It also turns out that he goes back, presumably to move his own things.

Don't want to reply to him, but she thought she is going to take his money, to sleep with other man, should give the boss a good attitude.

The slender fingertips tap the cell phone screen to reply, "Got it."

When she is ready to put down the phone, Steven's call come.

"Still awake?" His voice was slightly deep, with a bit of laziness.

"Uh, anything wrong?"

There is a moment's silence over there, "That house is yours, and it's written on the agreement, you don't have to move out."

"I know."

"Then why are you ......"

His words didn't come out, but Kimberly knows what he wants to say.

Steven's ruthlessness made her completely recognize men this kind of creature, she no longer expects love, only money is the biggest sense of security.

A recall once countless times to sit withered until dawn, the collapse of the night, she does not want to experience that pain again, since the divorce has already taken place, they don't have to have too much connection.

"Mr. Steven, I'm busy, if there is nothing else, bye."

She hangs up the phone, without any hesitate.

Steven also frowned and it is the first time hang up him by Kimberly. He is a little unhappy.

Immediately also came to the temper, he presses off the screen, and with a sound of 'boom', he throws the cell phone on the bed stand aside.

''Ding''

The cell phone message rings, he thought it was Kimberly, almost the first time to pick up the phone and look at it.

It is the popular movie star Jennifer: "Mr. Steven, I didn't hear from you, do you still need me to accompany you to the party tomorrow? "

The annoyance flashing between his eyebrows, want to ignore, but he still replies "Tomorrow the driver will pick you up."

And then typed, "Never mind, I'll pick you up."

To finish a full set of drama, Kimberly is worried about whether he is involved with this actress, so he will intentionally do it to show her.

Since childhood, the little girl who has been following him, treat him as a god, always follow his mind, but even dared to hang up his phone, who gives her the guts.

He's used it before. It's never failed. Within one day, she'll come to him.