Ryan's hand paused slightly. Money couldn't make him happy. Stacy opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't ask. Was Loraine that his mother had mentioned his girlfriend? However, it seemed that Ryan did not like to talk about this. So she didn't ask. Ryan looked up and found that there were a print of five fingers on her face. He frowned and asked distressedly, "Who is it this time?" Stacy didn't know, but she guessed that it was Rachel. Because she seemed to be the biggest threat to her. She was afraid that she would get closer to Harry. "I don't have any evidence." She guessed it out of thin air, it was not the truth after all. Ryan stretched out his hand to touch her face, and Stacy instinctively retreated. His hand fell empty, he felt a little bit lost, but he pretended to be angry. "Why, can't your brother touch you?" In fact, Stacy didn't hide it on purpose. She just had some instinctive resistance to the t
Stacy did not expect that one of the reasons for them to hurt her was that they were afraid that she would take advantage of Harry's influence to deal with them. She had never thought about it before, but now it was different. They didn't just hurt her, what's more, they threatened the baby in her belly! It turned out that her concession was weak and easy to bully in their eyes? "So what if you heard it?" Since she couldn't hide it, Samantha was no longer pretending. "That's right. What do you think you are, you were abandoned by dad..." "Why are you so noisy in the early morning? Why are you here?" Ethan wanted to reprimand, but when he saw that Stacy was also here, he changed his tone. Stacy glanced at Samantha and Anna, and finally looked at Ethan. "Don't you want the land of the Dragon Bay?" Ethan was stunned. "You got it?" At the same time, Samantha and Anna were also staring at her with burning eyes. It seemed that they
The fire was getting more and more intense, almost swallowing people! He lowered his voice and raised his lips. No one could tell whether he was happy or angry, but it was extremely cold. "You don't want to listen to me right?" Stacy shivered instinctively. "You are making a deal. You don't have a right to decide what she want to do." Ryan also said in a cold tone. "I am not qualified, then how about you? Whether it's a deal or not, it's not a gentleman's behavior to covet someone else's wife." After that, he did not look at Ryan but glanced at Stacy behind her. "I'll give you one minute." After that, he walked into the building. Ryan turned around and looked at Stacy. "Don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll go in with you and make it clear to him." Stacy shook her head. This was her fault. She had agreed last time, but she broke her promise. "There's no need. Brother, you go back first. I have to go to work." Stacy moved into the building
Almost everyone in the company knew the relationship between Rachel and Harry. Rachel intended to promote it, and Harry did not stop her or deny it which meant he gave tacit consent to it. Now, Rachel was not only a secretary, but also very likely to be the hostess of the Louise family. Naturally, there were many people flattering her. She was respected by people in the company. When Harry went to the office, someone came to get close to her. "Miss White, what did you and Mr. Louise eat outside? We are very envious." Rachel glanced at Stacy, who was in the corner, and said with a smile, "Nothing, just some ordinary dishes, crisp pigeon, steamed chicken, crystal river shrimp " "Wow, these are all your favorite." Rosa's face was full of flattery. "Mr. Louise is very kind to you." Rachel slightly smiled and inadvertently fiddled with her delicate finger armor. She did not speak, but it was a tacit consent in other people's eyes. Rosa came over an
"Shut up!" As soon as Rosa opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Rachel. "It's important to get along well with each other in the company. She accidentally spilled a little water on you, and you just didn't let her go. Is that the right thing to do?" Rosa opened her mouth. She was afraid that what she had done would be exposed, but she did not dare to disobey Rachel's order. After all, Rachel was in a high position. Now that it was quiet, she might be able to save herself. Stacy quietly observed the interaction between Rosa and Rachel. She only felt cold. She was not cold in her body. She felt chill in her heart. So many people hated her because she married Harry. She thought it was just a simple deal, but now it caused so much trouble. She couldn't figure it out. Rachel knew that her marriage with Harry was a deal, why did she hate her? Rosa glared at Stacy. She just pretended that she didn't see it. She suppos
Two days ago, she went to the bar to have a drink and met Anna at the bar. They sat next to each other. At that time, Anna drank too much because she saw that Harry was not crippled and she missed the opportunity to marry into the Louise family. She was annoyed and kept cursing Stacy. Rachel sat down and tried to get close to her. From her words, she knew that she was also a member of the Morgan family and hated Stacy very much. Rachel was with Harry every day, so she would be found easily if she dealt with Stacy. Therefore, she decided to take advantage of Anna at that time. Although Anna had inherited Samantha's appearance, she was not smart. The mind of a seventeen-year-old girl was not very mature. Rachel had entered society very early and was by Harry's side. Naturally, she was good at persuading. She told Anna that she worked at the Hyatt, which could help her get rid of Stacy. Under the temptation of Rachel, Anna had come to an agr
Harry's office was very modern, spacious and simple, with simple furnishings and rich colors, which showed its stability and generosity. On the side was the French window of the front wall, which was full of light. Standing there, she could overlook the whole city with such a broad view. Harry was reading the documents without looking up. Stacy stood at the table with the documents in her hand, she handed them over. Harry didn't take it and said lightly, "Put it on the table." Stacy had to put down the folder and wanted to say something, but there was no good excuse. How should she start? Should she say, "Mr. Louise, can you come home with me?" Just thinking about it, Stacy knew that he would definitely refuse. Harry thought it was Rachel. "What's the matter?" He flipped over a page and still did not take his eyes out of the document. "I want to ask Mr. Louise to do me a favor," Stacy said with courage. It seemed t
Harry's fingers, which were holding the tray, moved slightly. He glanced at her and said, "You looked nice." Stacy relaxed her body and stopped talking. Neither of them spoke. There was a dead silence in the car. Stacy's eyes inadvertently fell on his hand that was holding the steering wheel. His fingers were slender, his joints distinct, his nails trimmed neatly, and he looked very handsome. He could be remembered by his appearance at a glance, his temper as well. "Do I look good?" He looked steadily forward. Only then did Stacy realize that she had been in a daze. She quickly turned her head to look out of the window and pretended not hearing it. Harry turned to look at her with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. "Does my face look better than my hand?" Stacy continued to pretend that she didn't hear anything, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She couldn't help but complain in her heart, "I thought