Trevor stood in front of her, a head taller, looking down at her hand gripping his elbow.
Janelle Mills saw that he might not refuse, so she let go again, clasped her hands together, and smiled pleadingly, "Please!"
"So what do you need to do?" Trevor’s voice was low and magnetic, as if considering, "I entertain, not sell myself."
Pfft~!
The girl couldn’t help but laugh at his words and thought seriously, "I’ll handle my mom first. If you agree, I’ll call you, because she never plays by the rules."
The man lightly parted his thin lips, "I’ll be very busy today."
"So you agree?" Janelle Mills was overjoyed.
Trevor’s brow quietly furrowed; he didn’t respond, just looked at her calmly.
The girl’s lips curved up, happily telling him—
"It’s okay, you do your work first. Today, I’ll take her to the hotel!"
"I’ll calm her down first, and if I can’t, then I’ll ask you to step in!"
"Or... when you’re free tomorrow, let’s just et up. I just want her to give up completely!"
As she spoke, Janelle’s bright eyes glanced at him, seeing his flawless handso face.
Trevor neither refused nor nodded in agreent, simply looked at her and then turned to leave.
"Let’s consider that as your agreent then!"
Janelle watched his back, a flash of light passing through her beautiful dark eyes.
Because he owed her a favor, and because he didn’t dislike this girl, Trevor didn’t refuse.
Janelle Mills watched him walk into the company hall amidst a crowd, chatting about sothing, which must be a big project.
She could even imagine Trevor in the high-rise, strategizing behind his desk.
She didn’t leave until his figure disappeared.
Staying in the hotel for a long ti beca quite boring.
So, Janelle Mills went to the river embanknt, taking a walk in the warm sun, which felt pretty good.
But as she walked, a woman in a red dress approached.
The woman had loose hair, looked quite young, but wasn’t wearing makeup. Her complexion wasn’t great, giving an eerie feel with her pale face.
Janelle Mills deliberately walked close to the river railing to give her a way through.
As she walked, Vera Ford saw her, a flash of light passing through her lifeless eyes.
Is she the girl who dragged away Jocelyn Morgan??
Janelle Mills continued walking, sensing the woman in red staring at her, feeling puzzled.
Finally, Vera blocked her path, stopping her stride.
Janelle Mills’s chest tightened slightly, taking a step to the side to walk away, but Vera also stepped to the side, blocking her again, staring at her intently.
In broad daylight, under the warm sun, Janelle Mills felt a shiver as she was stared at.
Simply because this woman in red had such a heavy aura, probably ntally unstable.
"You like Ian too, right?" Vera went straight to the point, questioning her.
Who’s Ian?
Janelle Mills was at a loss, getting tangled with soone ntally unstable in broad daylight??
She took a deep breath and turned to run away! She didn’t want to deal with this type of person!
Vera paused, staring at the retreating figure, her eyes darkened, her heart sinking. How many romantic rivals are there in this world??
Who is this girl? Why is she so guilty?
Why have I never seen her before? When did she et Ian?
At this mont, Providence Hospital.
In a certain special suite, compared to other places in the hospital, it’s like a sanctuary, very quiet.
Ian Shelby wore a white coat, his shirt and tie underneath ticulously arranged, his handso face flawless, with particularly good skin.
He crouched down to perform the last examination for Ethan Dalton.
In the room were also Justin Kingston, Mia Lane, and David Dalton.
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