"Aunt Sara, I'd like to propose a toast to you. Here's to your good health, and may everything go your way," said Sergio in a gentle and elegant manner. He then raised his wine glass. "Good, good," replied Sara repeatedly as she lifted her wine glass. "Sergio, I'm still taking medicine, so I can't drink much. You, however, must eat well, and drink well." After saying that, she took a sip of the wine and put the glass down. "Yup." Sergio was very forthright, finishing the red wine in one go. "Come, dig in." Sara took a piece of stuffed eggplant, Jenna's specialty, and delivered it into Sergio's bowl. "Thank you, Aunt Sara." Sergio thanked her. Elegantly, he brought the piece of stuffed eggplant into his mouth and chewed slowly before swallowing it. The flavor lingered in his mouth. Such an unpalatable eggplant had been made by Jenna into such an appetizing dish with a delicious aftertaste and even whetted his appetite. He could not help but to compliment he
"I couldn't sleep. So, I came out to take a walk," he said honestly, with gentleness in his sparkling eyes. He was really upset with her. With grievance, he said, "Who told you not to come and keep me company?" "Please, are you a three-year-old? How childish," Jenna said in an unkind tone, rolling her eyes at him. "You can't blame me. It's you who forced me." It was such a far-fetched excuse, but he said it so convincingly. What a talented person. "Hmm, I may ask, is this even a valid reason?" She thought to herself. Thinking about it, she realised that his behavior was exactly the same as Jerry's. All her life, she would have to be under the control of the father and son duo. Jenna was speechless and helpless. She hung her head low and was silent for a moment, then she asked softly, "Have you eaten yet?" "No," Hansen replied straightforwardly and clearly. His thin lips pouted as if he had been tortured by someone, and she was the perpetrator.
"Hansen..." "Call me 'baby'." As soon as Jenna opened her mouth to speak, Hansen interrupted her and spoke in an overbearing manner. "Let go, please." Jenna reached her hand out to touch his lips. "Go and clean it up. Your lips are still oily." "Quickly." Hansen's voice was even more overbearing. Jenna was afraid that he would go crazy. She called him shyly, "Baby." Hansen laughed and carried her to the bathroom. "Help me clean my lips." Cheekily, he leaned his lips closer. "How could this man act like this?" Jenna really didn't know what to do with him. She first took some mouthwash and gave it to him. After he gargled, she picked up a towel and gently wiped his lips. Her hand that touched his lips was so gentle and soft. Her fingertips were warm, and no longer cold. She had an intent look on her face. Hansen looked at her and felt his desire stirring up. Once she was done wiping his lips, he carried her to the bed. He put her on t
"Woman, don't you know? Men's libido is bloody active in the early morning. The way you look, are you trying to seduce me?" Hansen smiled wickedly. Feeling anxious, Jenna tried to push him away. Hansen grabbed her hand and pushed her down on the bed. ...... It was still early in the morning, and yet Jenna had already been 'devoured' by him. She was forced to suffer in silence. Nevertheless, she had to admit that after one night of rest and being swallowed by his passions once she woke up, she felt unspeakable joy. While it was still dawn, she snuck into the house. Jerry was still sleeping soundly. Chloe had really given it her all, that even the blanket was well-covered. After taking a look at Jerry, her heart was at ease and she snuck into her room and took a nap, since she had nothing better to do. She felt much better after taking a nap. Lying on the bed with her eyes wide open, she thought of what Hansen had said to her that morning. She wa
Sergio certainly understood. They could not use the money earned from the production of guns and ammunition to solve the problem of that many people. Besides, it was not a matter that lasted for a day or two. However, to help the factory and their many employees in this far-flung mountainous area, it really was not an easy problem to solve. If they could liberate the employees, then the problem would have been worked out long ago. There was no need to wait. Also, if they really had the ability, there would be no poor people in the country. The most important thing was that they couldn't come forward to help the factory openly. Even if he had thought of a solution, it could either be to find someone to invest, or buy and incorporate. It was an old, state-owned factory with many secrets. Purchasing and incorporating were not a good option, not to mention that there was no one with such a resolution as well. Thus, investment was the best way forward. Kyrie furrowed
"What's on your mind?" Hansen stretched out his head. He glanced at the computer, and then at her. The corners of his mouth lifted up. As expected, this woman was selling those designs. He asked her in a calm manner at that moment, and then continued eating his food. "Nothing." Jenna woke up with a start from Hansen's voice. She hurriedly closed the chat box with Reeva and turned to look at the other images. Hansen was secretly amused as he watched from the side. This woman, why wouldn't she tell him that she was short of money? Did she really have to sell her own designs this way?" He thought to himself, but didn't expose her. However, the problem was, why did she need that much money? Jenna clicked on another image and exclaimed all of a sudden. "Sabrina Delia." The sound instantly attracted Hansen's attention. He immediately asked, "Who? Sabrina Delia?" "Yes, Sabrina, she sent me a message." Jenna was slightly excited. Thin
"Beg me. If you beg me, not only will I tell you, I will also satisfy you." Hansen lowered his head and bit on her earlobe. He was breathing in her ear, while his hand never stopped moving. All of a sudden, Jenna felt breathless. The swelling and tingling sensation made her enter a state of giddiness. Gradually, an inexplicable emptiness rose in her body, making her want him desperately. "Not begging me?" Hansen deliberately stalled, smiling as he admired Jenna's insufferable look. Jenna, with her red face, glared at him while suppressing her gaze that was about to shoot daggers. Hansen smiled even more smugly. "It looks like you don't want to eat tomorrow." She suddenly counterattacked, tittering. The moment those words left her mouth, Hansen began to panic. "You want to threaten me?" He stared at her as he began to unbutton her shirt. In truth, he could not hold back any longer, especially when Jenna looked at him with her beautiful, enchanti
The door was not closed. There were two figures at the door, a man and a woman. The man had a tall frame. He wore an expensive, black suit with gold-rimmed glasses, appearing to be in his fifties. The woman wore a dark blue dress and a white cardigan. Her hair was tied up, looking noble and graceful. With just one glance, Sara recognized them. They were none other than Trevor and Marissa. They finally came! It seemed that Hansen being in Wullen Town had already alerted them! She didn't really like Marissa, but as for Trevor, she dared not give him the cold shoulder. After all, he was the senior chairman of The Richards Group. He had great power and prestige in the business world. No matter what his intention was, it showed that he had attached great importance to her daughter. There were no parents who did not hope for a good life for their children. "Sara, it's nice to see you." Trevor immediately noticed Sara, who was sitting on t