Marrying a Mysterious Rich Man
On top of the file was a piece of paper with a photo of a beautiful and sweet-looking woman.
The man paced back and forth in his chair behind the desk and reluctantly took the photo. He commented in his deep and sexy voice, "Not a bad decision."
Next, he flipped through the pile of information, carefully studying each piece. When almost done, he pressed the internal phone, "Gustin, come in."
A moment later, a towering and muscular man walked in. With no facial expression, he greeted respectfully, "Young master, you called for me."
Finishing reading the last page of information, he picked up the photo again. Without much change in his tone, he asked, "Is that all?"
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