Novels by 江江

Chapter16:"Consider me being chased by debt collectors," Jane Hilton said lazily, too disinterested to elaborate. In hismind, he calculated how much hecould still buy with the money hehad on hand. hecouldn't return home temporarily since Winston Barrymore had the keys; although the likelihood of him entering his own house was minimal, Jane Hilton wasn't willing to take that risk.In case Winston Barrymore catches himself sneaking home and taking the toothbrush cup cleanser ... this behavior of not reporting to him when he clearly came back will definitely make him bear a grudge! It's gonna end badly ..."Oliver Thomas, you still haven't paid for the tutoring this month!""Are you really being chased by debt collectors? How much do you owe? Is your life in danger? Shall I clear it for you?" Oliver Thomas walked back to the living room, rummaging through the pockets of his trou

Chapter15:He couldn't go back to the hotel—was he supposed to watch others compete helplessly?He couldn't stay here to take care of John Sutton—where would his girlfriend be left then?He certainly didn't want to rush back to report to Winston Barrymore—although Winston Barrymore might not be short of companions now, at least he had clearly stated before he left that he would report to me immediately upon his return in two months. This clearly indicated that Winston Barrymore didn't want to dismiss him just yet.Jane Hilton sighed and ran a hand through her hair. It would have been better if Winston Barrymore had let him go earlier. Then he could have used the free time to find another job to make some money—bringing him one step closer to his ambitious plans. Oh, yeah!So, Jane Hilton borrowed some money from John Sutton and secretly slipped back to K City, sneaking into Oliver Thomas's house late at night without even daring to return home.After exchanging greetings with the secu

Chapter14:Otherwise, John Sutton wouldn't have secretly hidden me in his house.Yes, it was hiding.Moreover, anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence should know that at this moment, they should first have a chat with themselves, soften their own hearts, and then strike heavily while the other person is off guard, leaving them defenseless—how could someone lacking emotional intelligence ever be a good advocate?Thinking this way, herealized it had been two years since helast saw John Sutton. hehad been busy traveling during these two years and hadn't really had a good look at him. heintended to turn around and ask about the situation with the rabbit, and incidentally take a good look at his current appearance.Before hecould turn around, heheard the sound of John Sutton scratching his head on the other side, "Hey, Jane Hilton, Donaldwas hospitalized not long ago, leg surgery, but it

chapter13:Thomas Foster never anticipated Jane Hilton's absence from the competition.As long as he participated, he could find a legitimate reason to snatch Jane Hilton away.But that guy, apart from not leaving his room for nearly a month, inexplicably vanihed.Or rather, he vanihed only this morning.And he had received word—during this month when Jane Hilton wasn't by Winston Barrymore's side, Winston Barrymore had already started relationships with others.Damn it, who knows how long he had waited for this opportunity, and now the plump duck is gone. Who could swallow this frustration?"Search for him! I refuse to believe he can disappear without a trace!"Jane Hilton also didn't expect to encounter John Sutton again in such circumstances.The two lying on hospital beds, receiving intravenous drips, glanced at each other, then simultaneously turned their heads away and chuckled silently.It's very simple. Just after Jane Hilton answered Max, he packed her things and just before

Chapter12: On the day Jane Hilton left, Winston Barrymore didn't bother to see him off. It was when Jane Hilton arrived at the airport that he sent a text message – "I'm leaving." The somewhat surprised reply came from Winston Barrymore – "So soon?" "Boss, I know you're swamped, but isn't the timing up to you?" Jane retorted. "What documents? Bring them to me for re-approval," Winston replied. "Re-approval a shit! I'm already on the plane. See you in two months, old man!" A twitch ran across Winston Barrymore's lips. He really dreaded the thought of Jane Hilton calling him old, even with his youthful and handsome face. But he couldn't help but chuckle. After a brief moment, he composed himself and replied normally, putting on a serious face to resume discussing product development. The other board members couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes. Just a moment ago, Chairman Barrymore, who was in the middle of speaking, blatantly pulled out his phone, sent a text m

Chapter11:"What's the matter, Jane Hilton?" came the man's husky voice, tinged with a hint of desire.Jane Hilton recoiled with disgust, holding the phone away from herself, but realizing halfway that Winston Barrymore couldn't see her reaction. He hastily brought it back, only to hear a coquettish voice beside him murmuring weakly, "Dear Barrymore, don't stop."A shiver of revulsion ran through Jane Hilton's heart as he struggled to find his voice, "Mr. Winston, has Director James Cukor reported to you? I need to...""I know, two months," interrupted the phone call, accompanied by faint sounds of physical contact and a smattering of muffled noises.Jane Hilton pressed his forehead, "Alright, you have my approval. A moment of bliss is worth a thousand words. Take your time.""Okay."Upon hearing his response, Jane Hilton swiftly hung up the phone and rushed to the kitchen for a gulp of cold water.Dear Barrymore... tut-tut, amazed the girl could even speak this name.Hope she's not b