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
Ethan was very painful, but when he thought of the relationship between Stacy and Harry, he was reluctant but still took them to her. In addition to the dowry, there were two million yuan in cash. There were also some other expensive artifacts, which were worth about five million yuan. Ethan gave her a check, many stuff was lost. The bracelet on Samantha's wrist she saw last time was not included. Ethan seemed to see her doubts and explained, "It has been too long. Some of them have been broken, or disappeared. These are all." Stacy knew he didn't tell the truth but she didn't say anything, it was good enough to take these stuff back. She would take back the rest of them in the future. After putting away the check, she picked up the box and put it in the trunk. Then she went back to the dining room with Ethan. However, she felt something was wrong. There were broken water glasses on the ground. Anna's skirt was stained with water. Her clothes were me
Stacy's brain went blank for a few seconds, and her eyes were shaking. It took her a long time to calm down. "You, are you all right?" She was instinctively defensive. Harry's strong body was above her, and the desire in his eyes was burning like fire. He was almost out of control, but he was still trying to restrain himself. "Do you think I have a fever?" "So she touched his forehead?" "Does she know that he can't be touched now?" Especially by women! This was just an instinct. When a person got sick, others would touch his forehead. After all, he was not feeling well, so Stacy treated him as a patient. "It's good that you're fine." Stacy felt the danger at the moment and tried to get away from him. Harry bent down and pressed down on her body. "You don't need to pay me after taking advantage of me?" His lips were right beside her ear, almost touching her skin. The heat that came out of his mouth was dense and itchy. This kind of a
During this period of time, she translated documents for Harry in the company. She knew that his major project was in A country, and that project was carried out in Yilan City. In the eight years when she was abroad, she lived in Yilan City. These were not the most important things. The point was that at the night when she prostituted herself, she bit the man because it was too painful for her as a virgin. According to the requirements of the woman who introduced her business, she could not turn on the lights in the house, so it was dark when she entered the house. She couldn't see the man's face, but according to the situation at that time, the place where she bit the man was on his right shoulder. Was it a coincidence? She couldn't help but take a step back. If it was a coincidence, how could this happen? And from the documents she translated, she knew that Harry had been to Country A two months ago. If it was true, then She coul
On that day, the doctor's words still echoed in her ears, all of which were the doctor's ruthless voice. "Your brother is dead..." Tears rolled down from her eyes. She hugged Janet tightly and said, "My younger brother is at school. I'll bring him to see you next time." Janet was a little confused. She nodded in confusion and stopped talking. Stacy wiped the tears from her face and smiled. "Mom, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." Janet didn't say a word. She held her knees with both hands, showing no sense of security. While Stacy was talking to her, she just stared at somewhere in a daze. Her eyes, which were not focused on her, were a little distracted. "Mom " Stacy grabbed her shoulder and shook it. "Talk to me. Look at me. I'm Stacy, your daughter." She clearly knew her just now and even called her by her name. Stacy couldn't accept her acting like that. She remembered something and then forgot it. "Don't do t
"Miss White, her pay should be deducted for being late, right?" Melinda was aggressive. Rachel said in a professional tone, "That's right in accordance with the company's regulations." "I didn't want to make a fuss about such a small matter, but she was obviously late and said that she had asked for leave. The person who told such a lie must have " "She asked for leave." A low voice interrupted her when Melinda complacently scolded that Stacy didn't have a good character. Melinda was stunned for a moment. She felt that she had heard it wrong. Could Mr. Louise handle this in person? It was obviously impossible. "There must be something wrong with her character if she was late and told a lie. Such a person should not stay in the company." "I agreed her asking for leave. Do you want me to say it again?" Harry's tone became louder, slow and heavy, giving people a sense of oppression and questioning. Melinda heard it clearly this time. She co
Stacy sent her address to him and got up from the bed. Just when Olena came to call her, she saw her getting up and said, "Dinner is ready." "I'm not eating at home. I have something to do." Stacy tied up her messy hair, went to the door and changed her shoes. Then she hurried out of the door. She didn't want Ryan to come here, so she walked to the intersection and waited. Ryan arrived was very fast. He didn't let Stacy wait for a long time. Today, Ryan was not the same as usual. Since Stacy knew him, he had been wearing casual clothes or white coats. It was the first time she saw him wearing a suit and leather shoes. Ryan came down and opened the door for her. Stacy did not go up immediately, but asked, "Is it an important banquet?" He dressed very formal. "No, not really." Because he didn't care. Stacy bent over and got into the car. Neither of them mentioned the previous topic. Ryan drove the car, and Stacy didn't say