"Are you stupid? Why don't you submit a request to the manager? Do you think Mr. Davis has the time to care about these things?"But I really need the money! I've worked in the company for eight years! And I want to have an advance of two years' worth of salary. I'm afraid that if I don't make it clear, the management will not agree! The manager told me that I can at most request 3 months of salary advance! I want to personally talk to Mr. Wyatt or even Mr. Davis! I desperately need the money!""You're right! Why don't you give it a try? There's always a chance that it will get approved. You need the money to save your child! Who knows, maybe the company will help you, and it will be less of a burden! However, I suggest that you don't do it today! I heard that an important client is coming to the office this afternoon! Mr. Davis is personally greeting him! Our manager went upstairs but was told to leave! The client must be someone very important! You should not go lest you upset yours

He did not notice it at first, but when the man wanted to retaliate, he found that his upper body was completely paralyzed. He couldn't move. He held his head, but he couldn't fight back.Kevin kicked the lower half of his body. He was in so much pain that he bent over, and sweat broke out on his back. He screamed,"Hey, stop it. Stop beating me! Let's talk this through!""Stop beating me! It hurts, it hurts! Ah!""G-Give this woman to me, and I'll give you anything you want!"****When Daniel and Doris arrived at the door and saw this mess, they were shocked. Although Kevin gave Mr. Moore a bloody nose and a swollen face, he could not seem to stop beating him up. He was out of control as he kept punching Mr. Moore. Daniel quickly rushed forward and pulled him away."Kevin, you're going to kill him!"He huddled behind the desk. Mr. Moore's pants were dangling, and he was battered and exhausted. He was wailing in grief, but his lust was unabated."Stop hitting me! Do you not want the t

Kevin stroked her hair, a little distressed."Look at how frail you are. Is there anywhere that you are not injured? Why don't you rest at home for two months, then we'll talk about it later?"If she was lazy, it wouldn't be too bad to be a housewife either!"My injuries are not that serious. They are not even deep. I don't have to go to the hospital! I have my husband to take care of me. The only reason I work is to pass the time! There would be less trouble if there were fewer people. I will listen to whatever you say, but don't make me stay at home and do nothing. I will wither! Why don't we go back to how it was before? When we are free, you can take me out for a meal! I will be happy!"If she stayed at home for two months, she would be disengaged from society and be a good-for-nothing. Although she was always one step behind, she had to quicken her pace to keep up with him.Rose could not help but sigh as she thought about the past."I do not have any friends to reserve a seat fo

"Besides, don't both of your wives look exactly like the Wilson family's daughter in the headlines recently?" How could they be this oblivious?The two men were lying on the ground, and their faces were ghastly. Both of the men picked up their phones and muttered at the same time."Her first time?""It's her first time...."They both spoke at the same time."She was so gentle...""She was so considerate..."The man waved his hand."Come on, guys!! If she did not coax you, do you think she will be able to take all of your assets? One look at the eldest daughter of the Wilson family, and you would know that she's a con artist! Have both of you been living under a rock? Don't you know that these things can be fabricated? You guys have tried searching all over for them for a few years. The two of you have suffered a lot all these years. Aren't you guys tired? Why don't you call the police?" He asked."How could it be? I have a marriage certificate!""So do I!"When the man saw how dumbfou

Kevin slowly turned around and looked straight at her as he spoke."Scarlett, painting is your hobby and your dream. Produced artwork is the blood and sweat of a painter. Every single painting is like a baby, and it should be treated with care! You said painters can express themselves through their work! How did you treat your artwork previously? How about now? Ask yourself honestly, are you living up to your own words? Are you using your painting to express your true feelings? If the answer is no, then you have let me down!"The color drained from Scarlett's face, and her head was buzzing. She stumbled twice, and her body started to tremble a little.Was he referring to the imitated painting?Her mind was in a mess. She wasn't sure how she was going to explain it to him. However, he changed the subject and asked, "Have you ever wondered how our relationship had gotten to this point?"Time stood still at that moment. They looked at each other and did not speak for a long time.After a