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Dennis replied calmly, brought out a napkin from his pants pocket and cleaned it. "Alright, if you say so" The blonde in front of him replied, still giving him her most charming look. "Hi, I am Isabella but you can just call me Bella" she let out her hand towards him for a handshake, her beautiful set of teeth shone brightly adding more color to her eyes. Dennis shook her, he won't deny the fact that the lady before him is very beautiful with a perfect body but he doesn't understand her sudden acts. "it's good to meet you Bella, I am Dennis" he introduced with a calm smile.

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

"Just call her by her name, no need to address her like that. Teach her Tagalog too so he can understand her surroundings. She's a fast learner, don't worry. What's your name, again?" “My name is Nica. How old is she again, Madame?” she asked. “She asked how old are you, baby?” instead I asked Hestia. “I’m thlee!” We both laughed at her stuttering speech. “She’s still having a hard time pronouncing letter R, but she’s a good speaker and listener. Just have a little bit more patience towards her...”

Rara mumbled with a smile. The woman nervously nodded, her hands clasped in front of her. “Anything you’d like? Tea? Coffee? Lemonade, Ms Rara?” Rara shook her head. Curiosity engulfed her. “No. How do you know my name?” “It’s natural to know Mr Romano’s fiancé’s name. You’re very beautiful,” Rara wondered if Stefan also visits Ralph. Of course he would, they were brothers. The realisation once again had her heart in a clenching hold.

Her bright red lipstick-covered lips smiled mischievously. “Again, Daddy? There's a discount if you choose the all-night option.” Ricardo's grin widened. He leaned down and playfully nibbled on her buttocks. “What's your name?” Ricardo asked to confirm his memory. “Angel?” Angel nodded. “Yes, Daddy. Angel. Your angel who's ready to accompany you all night long. There was a reason why Ricardo chose Angel among the many women offered. It was undoubtedly related to Velia. The name Angel reminded him of Velia Angelica Howell.

In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

"Because ugly men rarely have the audacity to be problematic." I nearly choked on my tea. "He’s just intense, Mom." "Oh, wonderful," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Not another intense man. Is he richer than the last one?" "Mom!" "What? I’m an analyst. I’m gathering data." "He’s my boss. That’s it." "He has a name, doesn't he?" "Voss." The name hung in the air. For a split second, something shifted in her expression—a flicker of recognition, or perhaps a shadow of a memory. It was gone as quickly as it appeared.