If Sophie Smith really had a relationship with Asher Land, why did the spot still go to Ana Scott?
So Ana Scott was absolutely convinced in her heart that Sophie Smith was just using Asher Land for hype.
"Are you saying the person chosen by Golden Era... is you?" Sophie was indeed a bit shocked.
"Of course." Ana glanced at the watch on her wrist, "Ti’s running short, I should be heading to the Golden Era Consortium, oh, you don’t know, do you? The Golden Era Consortium’s dia conference is at 2:10 in the afternoon."
The blatant disdain in Ana’s eyes made Julia Brown a little angry.
"What kind of person is she, so full of herself, really thinks she’s so great? Didn’t she land that spot by drinking and sleeping with the person in charge of Golden Era Consortium..." Julia muttered.
"Julia, I have to go sowhere this afternoon. If there’s anything urgent, call ." With that, Sophie turned and walked to the parking lot, drove her car out, and followed Ana Scott’s van.
...
European-style hilltop villa.
Several maids each held a dress in their hands, standing in rows.
A pair of slender hands lightly brushed over the dresses, hesitated for a mont, and finally chose a crimson deep V backless floor-length gown.
"No way." Luke Land swallowed hard, "Are you sure you want to wear this?"
"What’s wrong?" Irene Morton was indifferent, "I just like this one."
"You’re going to dress so seductively and go out, aren’t you afraid my third brother won’t be able to hold back, and later in the car,..."
Luke Land feigned seriousness and chuckled slyly twice.
"What happens in the car later?" Irene pretended not to understand, deliberately playing along.
"Aren’t you afraid he’ll lose control and make a move on you in the car?"
"I’d be delighted."
"..."
Luke Land hadn’t expected that Irene Morton had such thick skin, hmm, just as thick as his.
"I couldn’t tell, you’re quite lewd. By the way, how many tis have you and my third brother been together alone over the years? Honestly, I’m really curious."
How many tis have they been together?
Ha, he hasn’t even touched a single finger of hers.
"Let think." Irene played the part of pondering, tilting her head, "Oh dear, I’ve lost count of how many tis we’ve done it. When he’s in a good mood, he wants it several tis a day."
"..."
Several tis a day? Can he really survive that?
Just as Luke Land was about to say sothing, he saw Asher Land coming down from upstairs with a towel wrapped around his waist.
When Irene saw Asher Land’s sexy, muscular build, she couldn’t help but blush a little.
"You’ve done it many tis; you must have seen him naked. So why are you blushing like a shy girl now?" Luke Land teased Irene in a voice only the two of them could hear as he leaned in close to her ear.
"It’s none of your business," Irene murmured softly.
Asher Land walked over to the sofa in the living room and sat down. A maid handed him a glass of water and so pills.
Luke Land examined the pills closely and couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
"Do you have to take so many of these every day?"
Taking too many dications can weaken a person’s immune system, and relying on drugs to maintain health is not a good thing.
Asher Land didn’t answer him, he simply poured the pills into his mouth, not even taking a sip of water, and swallowed them down.
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