Chloe Sumrs said, "You perv, I’m never talking to you again."
Watching Chloe Sumrs run off, Leon Rivers put away his carefree deanor, stood up straight, his tall figure casting a shadow on the ground. Even his usual smile was restrained, making his handso features even more pronounced and his slender eyes held a deeper aning, his gaze gradually darkening...
Looking up, Harold Chapman was standing on the second floor of the hospital, having seen everything clearly just now.
"Treat my sister well, if you dare to bully her, even as my brother, I won’t hold back."
Leon Rivers turned his head, his beautiful fingers brushing over his handso face, while the nurse next to him was already blushing.
"Who do you think is more handso, or the guy upstairs?"
Why couldn’t Chloe Sumrs see him?
With a black pinstripe suit that highlighted his tall and straight figure, a blue tie accentuating his fresh and handso face, dark bangs hanging over his forehead, he exuded a wealthy aura. Just by standing there, the nurse beside him was already infatuated, not looking upstairs at all, but directly saying, "You’re handso, you’re handso."
Leon Rivers satisfied, put his hand down, snapped his fingers at the guy upstairs, seed like the crowd’s eyes were still sharp.
"Wow, Dr. Rivers just looked at us."
"Nonsense, he was clearly looking at ."
"Looked at , looked at ."
"You guys stop arguing," a woman srized, "I didn’t expect a wealthy man like him to study dicine, and to be a top expert in the field. If soone beca his girlfriend, that would be truly blissful."
"Hah, don’t you think it’ll be easier to see a doctor if you get a gynecological illness, without even needing a speculum."
"You’re disgusting."
Behind was the noise of a group of won arguing.
Leon Rivers shut the car door with a wave, pursued the car in front.
Inside Nina King’s office, lody Thorne sat silently as if the keyboard in front of her was her sworn enemy, all the keys had been pried off.
"Ancestor, please stop, just speak if there’s sothing on your mind," Nina King looked at her helplessly.
lody Thorne raised her head, her mind full of thoughts about Jared Quinn and Hans Montrose deceiving her together, "Is there any event or sothing I can attend to show that I’m still alive?"
Nina King’s eyes instantly lit up, "There’s no event, but I heard news. The famous designer Sila is here from abroad. She’s looking to choose a few female stars with good figures and appearances to endorse her latest designs. If you can negotiate a collaboration with her, our managent company and artists will be the first to connect with them."
Sila?
lody Thorne had heard of this person. Many companies were trying to get their artists collaborations, yet none of the entertainnt companies here could connect with them.
And this woman was rumored to always wear a black veil, so no one knew what she truly looked like. Extrely mysterious, it was speculated that her stature might even be considerable.
"Help track and investigate her movents," lody Thorne stood up and looked at Nina King beside her, "Once the ti is set, I want to et her personally."
"Okay," Nina King finally smiled, waiting so long for lody Thorne to take action again.
"I’m leaving first."
Nina King: "...Where are you going now?"
"I’m going to the Thorne Family’s place," she had too many matters upon returning and hadn’t had the chance to go back yet.
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