Billionaire Fall in Love with Me after ONS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

"What should we do now?" said with some embarrassment. His position was in the lower position than Vito's. If he met with an important matter that could not be solved, he still had to ask for Vito who is the deputy general manager. "We have no choice. We need to find another partner." Vito stood up from the sofa with anger in his eyes. "I'm going to an international dinner party with Rae the night after tomorrow, so I can only find another partner at the banquet." Ten minutes later, Vito left the Morrison's Group with Keith. When he received Deirdre's call, Edwiin Morrison only responded with a grunt. After thinking about it, he picked up the document from the trash can and flipped through a few pages. He dialed a number and asked Deirdre to come to his office. He tore a piece of paper from the briefcase, picked up a pen, wrote a few words on it, and finally signed a string of phone numbers. When he folded the paper and put it into the document, Deir

"Mom, I'm not that fragile." Suzanne hugged Afra. "Besides, pigeon soup is so nutritious. Maybe I'll be full of energy tomorrow morning." Afra was amused by her words and nodded. "Okay, I'll ask Edwiin to send you home." "It's okay." Suzanne refused without hesitation. Seeing Afra look at her in confusion, she hurriedly smiled and said, "I mean, Edwiin must be very busy. I'll just ask the driver to drive me home." "It's okay. I'm not busy." Edwiin's deep voice came from the stairs on the second floor. "It's good that you're not busy." Afra was very happy when she saw Edwiin coming downstairs. "When you come back, buy a few boxes of papaya in the mall." Edwiin went out wearing a black shirt and black suit pants. Suzanne was upset, but since he had already gone downstairs, she couldn't refuse. She could only change her shoes at the entrance and follow him out. Edwiin took less than 20 minutes to drive her to the apartment she rented

"I'm fine," Suzanne said indifferently, her expression cold. She pulled open the drawer and threw the needle in. She then tidied up her things and walked out of the office with Nancy. Two cameramen were already waiting for them at the entrance of the TV station. However, the driver that Nancy had previously made an appointment with had hurried away after receiving the notice to pick up the high-level management of the TV station, telling them to think of a way themselves. Suzanne could only drive her own Beetle. Even if Nancy did not tell her the address, she knew where the golf course that Myron often played was. After they went on the highway for nearly an hour, the car drove into the rich district of Imperial Lake. Because there was no appointment, the security guard refused to let them into the court. Suzanne was a little annoyed. She had been depressed because of what had happened before. She didn't expect that she would be stopped by the se

"Suzanne Reid!" Karen was so angry that she screamed. When she felt the pain on the left side of her face, she raised her hand, wanting to return a slap, but her raised hand was caught firmly in mid-air. "It's not good to hit someone." Myron said with a smile. He grasped Karen's wrist firmly with one hand and showed no intention of letting go. "She slapped me!" Karen shouted at him and said angrily, "Why can't I slap back when she slaps me?" "Hey, did she?" Myron pretended to look at Suzanne, thought for a moment, and then said, "But I didn't see her hit you. I only saw that you raised your hand to slap her." "Mr. Follette, are you trying to cover up for her?" After calming down for a while, Karen seemed to have understood something. She sneered and said with a fierce attitude, "I knew you knew each other when we were outside just now. Now that you're here, I'm even more certain。" As she spoke, she turned to look at Suzanne and mocked him

Suzanne was sleeping soundly, probably because she was too tired. Most of her small face was covered by her hair. Her red lips were slightly pressed together as she curled up. Her body was covered with a thin silk blanket, making her look especially obedient when asleep. Edwiin wore a pair of grey cotton trousers and a loose T-shirt. Under the low temperature of the air conditioner, his cold breath was almost imperceptible. Looking deeply at Suzanne's sleeping face, Edwiin's eyes flickered. He reached out his hand and stroked her tender face with his broad and warm hand. Then he copied her features with his hand. As if sensing something on her face, Suzanne frowned in her sleep and slapped his hand away. Seeing her like this, a faint smile appeared in the depths of Edwiin's eyes. His gaze softened and he slowly pressed forward, his body almost touching the thin blanket. His low voice was gentle as he said, "Suzanne." The only reply he got was her