บททั้งหมดของ Spoiled by Mr. Russell: บทที่ 321 - บทที่ 330

“You can’t blame Lilsy, Mike. She saved Nick, and I can testify to that!” Lisa seemed to know this man and spoke up for Lily because she did not expect Helen to be that way.“Lisa.” He nodded at her and seemed well-mannered, “Is this your friend?”“Yes, she’s my friend! Lilsy saved Nick and didn’t hurt him. I can guarantee this!”Helen, standing by, rebutted, "Is she a doctor, Lisa? How can you guarantee that she didn’t hurt Nick? Maybe Nick was fine initially, but her actions had made it worse. She even put her dirty hand into my son’s mouth…”When Mike heard this, a light flashed behind his glasses. “What have you done to him?”“She put her hand into Nick’s mouth and unbuttoned his shirt. It’s not me… It’s not me, Mike! How could I harm my own son…” Helen tried hard to explain.“Why didn’t you say so if you were against it at that time?! Lilsy was obviously trying to save Nick. How could you slander her?” Lisa, who was friends with both of them, could not contain her rage.Lis

“Right, the perfume you’d asked for, is it a new product? I’ve never heard of it,” Wesley Parker is a world-renowned perfumer, but his daughter knew nothing about perfumes. In Lisa’s own words, she had no talent at it, nor was she interested.    Lily smiled, “Nope, it’s not a new product but an old one. It’s so old that it’s extinct now.”“Huh? Then, isn’t that a task for Goliath?” Lisa was shocked at Lily’s request.“Hmm… it’s not that difficult if he tried hard enough, but…” Lily smiled mysteriously. This fragrance was the first ever perfume Roseroot had invented a hundred years ago, which meant a lot to the country. It was even placed in a very exquisite bottle. This perfume was no longer available anywhere in the market. The only two remaining bottles were displayed at a museum in Roseroot. It was considered a priceless antique that was impossible to obtain even when you were insanely rich.     It was true that Lily was interested in it and did want to own it. However, she wa

Late at night, in the hotel room, Melanie had just hung up the phone when someone knocked on her door. Frowning, she stood up and answered the door. Frank was leaning against the door with a bottle in one hand. He curled his lips into a malicious smile and looked at her."Why are you here?" Melanie was very impatient and did not intend to let him in, "It's very late. I was about to sleep.""Stop pretending!" Frank pushed the door open with some force.Melanie could not match his strength, so she could only take two steps back and watched as he entered her room drunk, then turned and closed the door."Frank, don't forget why we’re. Look what you’re doing now!" She deliberately distanced herself and looked at him and said coldly."What do you think we're here for?" Frank sneered, "You wanted to come here, and I brought you here. You haven’t given me what I wanted yet. Perhaps you should pay me some interest first?" He opened his arms and rushed toward Melanie as he spoke.Melanie w

"You had me investigated?" Frank got a cigarette from his pocket, lighted it, and stood there with his eyes flashing. "Yes, but don't worry, I won't do anything to you. After all, we’re in the same boat. Your interests and mine are aligned, right?" She was still smiling as she said that, looking gentle as ever."What do you want?" Frank knew she must have had other intentions by telling him all this. "I’ll see what I can do. Anything but the first prize in the perfumery competition, I don't have that kind of power.""Who says you don’t?" Melanie stood up and leaned against him, saying softly, "I heard that during last year’s competition, everyone was sure that another perfumer would win, but you won in the end. Although they suspected you of cheating, there was no evidence."Frank took another puff of the cigarette with a sullen face and did not say a word."That’s why I believe you have that kind of power. I don't know what you can do, but as you said, this is Woodland, your ter

Alexander glanced at her car parked on the side of the road. “I’m going to the office. Why don’t you come with me?” He knew she would use her own vehicle and that they would not ride together. Unexpectedly, she went to the passenger side of the car, opened the door, and sat down after hearing his words, overcome with joy. “Okay, okay!”“...What about your car?” Alexander asked.“Who cares? Just leave it there! I’ll come back with you in the evening and drive it back.”‘Oh my God!’ She clapped her hands happily, thinking about being in the same car as Alexander.“It is likely to be towed before we return at night,” Alexander said helplessly.“Let it be. Even if it's towed away, I can just let someone drive it back. What do you like to eat, Alex? I don’t know if your taste has changed, so I brought several kinds. You can see for yourself what you want to eat.” After finishing her sentence, she handed the bag to him as if offering a treasure.Alexander subconsciously drew back the