"Get lost!"
Eva Miller shot him a glare, "Ha, Luke Land, are you overestimating yourself? You’ve slept with so many won, and now you’re telling you’re clean? Haha, do you think I’m that easy to fool?"
Luke Land’s face turned gloomy, the disdain and mockery in Eva Miller’s eyes made him feel instantly suffocated.
Just as Eva Miller was about to leave, Luke Land grabbed her and tossed her onto the bed.
"What do you want to do?" Eva Miller still had that headstrong attitude, "What kind of relationship do we have that you would stop from seeing a male prostitute?"
Eva Miller couldn’t understand it at all.
"Can’t you tell, you’re quite desperate, aren’t you?" He chuckled lightly, a look of contempt in his eyes.
"Of course!" Eva Miller straightened her back, planning to argue more, but she didn’t want to waste ti. Her mind had long flown to Oliver Johnson, she had no interest dealing with Luke.
When Luke Land loosened his guard, Eva Miller dashed out the door.
"Stop that woman!" Luke Land shouted at several maids from the second-floor railing.
Eva Miller grabbed Luke Land’s car keys and, like a rabbit, quickly disappeared from his sight.
"Damn it!" Luke Land cursed and hurriedly followed her in the car. If she was really going to find a male prostitute, he wouldn’t let her off easily, he was definitely going to deal with her today!
...
Eva Miller drove quickly to the address ntioned in the email.
It was a seven-star hotel.
The place where Oliver Johnson was staying.
She quickly found the floor and room number where he was staying.
Her body was a bit stiff, standing straight at the door.
Knock? Or not?
Eva Miller, feeling spineless, wondered if after all this ti, he had already forgotten her?
What kind of person was Oliver Johnson anyway, the forr prince of the Hush Sky Group, what kind of won hadn’t he seen, why would he rember her?
They had, at most, only slept together twice, right?
Just like Luke Land, that man had slept with so many won, he probably doesn’t rember most of them now.
"But Eva, you’ve searched for him all this ti, missed him all this ti, wasn’t it just to see him once? You’ve spent so much money looking for him, wouldn’t it be a sha not to et him..."
Eva Miller kept convincing herself, her hand unconsciously touching the doorbell.
Oh no!
Eva Miller silently thought to herself as she was about to step away, but the door swiftly opened.
"Hello."
It wasn’t Oliver Johnson; it was a young foreign girl, with a face like a Barbie doll and a body as sexy as an inflatable doll...
Eva Miller swallowed.
"Hello." Eva Miller awkwardly greeted her in return.
"Who are you looking for?" The foreign girl spoke Chinese, which surprised Eva Miller.
Eva Miller took a few steps back, looked at the room number, and confird it was correct.
"I... I’m looking for Oliver Johnson."
"You’re looking for Han?" The foreign girl sounded surprised. Oliver Johnson had been in the United States for almost a year, and she had been with him the whole ti. Yet, she had no recollection of this pretty Chinese woman in front of her.
Han?
Eva Miller, hearing the familiar and affectionate way she addressed him, took a closer look at the woman in front of her...
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