Leandro had no idea that she would make such a move. His dark eyes sank as he looked at Charlotte, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down: "Kiss me again?"A deep and hoarse voice, with a hint of restrained desire.Charlotte was also impulsive just now. When she heard him say "one more time," her face turned red.I looked up and saw that the green light had just turned on.Her eyes lit up and she breathed a sigh of relief as she exclaimed, "The green light is on!"Leandro looked at her for two seconds before calmly withdrawing his hand and slowly starting the car.Charlotte turned her head and looked out of the car window, raising her hand to touch her cheek.Hmm, although feeling shy, it was mostly sweet.Oh, she has also become bad.Charlotte had planned to stay at home all day today, but unexpectedly, she was sent back by Greyson after only having lunch.When she left in the morning, she told Joyce that she didn't need to cook for lunch and dinner today.Returning to the villa, th
The phone inside the bag rang loudly, and Charlotte gently tugged on his clothes, indicating for him to let go.Leandro frowned, slightly dissatisfied, and withdrew.Charlotte blushed and glanced at him, "It might have been my dad calling.""..."She took out her phone and saw the caller ID, which made her pause for a moment.Dangelo?What was the point of calling her at this time?Charlotte glanced at Leandro, and it was evident that Leandro also saw the caller ID.She felt inexplicably guilty, "I'll take a call."Charlotte gently pushed him away and walked over to the sofa, leaning against the backrest with her phone in hand. Only then did she answer the call, saying, "Hello, Dangelo?"A casual male voice came from the phone, "Ms. Bernard.""Is there something wrong, Mr. Bullock?""Well, this is how it goes. I signed up for a variety show this year, where professional singers compete with amateurs and other singers. The recording is scheduled to start around October and will last fo
Charlotte nodded, "It was him.""Are you familiar with Dangelo?"Leandro raised an eyebrow.She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that he seemed a bit cold.Charlotte pursed her lips and said, "Not very familiar, but we have worked together a few times.""Is this also a collaboration with you this time?""Yeah. He invited me to join him in a variety show, but I declined."Leandro made a slight click with his tongue and said, "He quite liked working with you."Charlotte glanced at the time on her phone and, upon hearing his words, couldn't help but raise her head: "Perhaps my business skills are good?"Charlotte felt that this argument was a bit unconvincing.But why does Leandro's tone sound strange?She seemed to have heard something sour.With this in mind, almond eyes were filled with a smile.She crossed her hands behind her back, went over the sofa, and approached Leandro. With her eyes curved, she looked at him and said, "Leandro, are you jealous?"He looked at he
Charlotte sat in front of the piano, thinking about what Leandro had just said. Her face was burning hot, and she was absent-minded. Her fingers moved randomly, producing a jumble of sounds that didn't resemble any particular melody at all.This absent-minded state lasted for nearly five minutes before Charlotte fully recovered.She raised her hand, slapped her cheek, sighed, and started to focus.The midday sun streamed in through the glass window, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the piano room. The wind blew the white window curtains, and the soothing sound of the piano flowed out.Charlotte was completely immersed in her own world until the phone next to her vibrated and fell to the ground. She stopped what she was doing and bent down to pick up the phone.Charlotte was somewhat surprised when her gaze fell upon the time in the upper right corner of her phone. She hadn't realized that over two hours, almost three hours, had already passed.She glanced at the caller ID
Charlotte panicked, hastily covering the box and placing it behind her.She had just put the box behind her when Leandro had already come over.Leandro's gaze swept over her hastily withdrawn hand and slowly moved to her face, looking at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "What did Ms. Farrell give you?"Charlotte was very guilty and afraid that Leandro would see that thing. "No, it's nothing, just clothes," she said."Is that so?"He said, as he walked over to the counter, poured a glass of water, and took a sip before looking back at her, "Is Ms. Farrell dissatisfied with me in any way?""?"Charlotte looked at him puzzledly, "No, I don't."Elizabeth had no complaints about him, right?He put down the cup and looked at the remnants she had left on the table after opening the package: "She sent you clothes, isn't it implying that I, as her husband, am not doing well enough?""Didn't you?"What top-level understanding is this, Leandro?Charlotte watched as he approached again,
"Did you bump into it?"Upon hearing Leandro's voice, Charlotte turned her gaze away and shook her head, saying, "I didn't bump into anything."Her ears turned red as blood, and she only glanced at him before averting her gaze. "Liz, their company is running a promotion for underwear, and they sent it to all of them. She, she just sent it to me!"In order to maintain Elizabeth's dignity and to avoid feeling embarrassed herself, Charlotte racked her brain and came up with such an excuse.Leandro bent down and picked it up, "Hmm, it looks pretty."He earnestly commented a sentence.Charlotte was dumbfounded. What's so good-looking about this shabby outfit?"If you wore it, it would look better."Charlotte glared at him and said, "Why do you always keep thinking about this?"Leandro leaned back and looked at her with a half-smile, "What was I thinking about?"She was somewhat embarrassed and angry, and she clenched her right hand into a fist and hammered him a few times: "You're still pr
Seeing her looking at him, full of trust and anticipation in her almond eyes, Leandro's heart softened. "Will you listen to me?""Sure!"Charlotte was very straightforward in this regard.Leandro was more picky than her when it came to food.He thought it was delicious, so she definitely wouldn't find it bad.Leandro took her to a small bridge over a flowing stream, which was a Violetbank restaurant.Charlotte had been to Elizabeth's once before, and apart from being expensive, there were basically no issues.The apple pie with a small bridge and flowing water, Charlotte liked the most. It was sweet but not greasy, and soft and delicious.She wasn't someone who liked desserts, but this dessert suited her taste quite well.There were quite a lot of people on the weekend, and Charlotte was worried that there might not be any available spots on the road.To my surprise, after getting out of the car, Leandro took her directly inside.The doorman recognized him very well, "Mr. Romero."Lea
"So sweet.""There isn't any!"Charlotte didn't find it sweet. She picked up the last piece of apple pie from the plate and took a bite near her mouth.It was still sweet but not cloying, and it was soft and melt-in-your-mouth.Delicious!"Just a little bit sweet!"He took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands slowly and deliberately. "It might have been fed by Mrs. Romero; it was especially sweet.""..."Leandro smiled and said, "Are you full, Mrs. Romero?""I was full."Charlotte glanced down at her slightly swollen belly. She was not just full; she was overly full!"Did you go home?""Okay."She had to take a walk after going home, otherwise she couldn't digest the food, and her belly would really grow!Leandro led her out of the private room.Just a few steps out of the private room, an unfamiliar female voice called out, "Leandro?"Charlotte subconsciously turned her head to look back, and a middle-aged woman wearing a dark green cheongsam walked out of the adjacent compartment. S
The manager’s attitude immediately shifted to one of caution and respect. "Miss, do you have any other phone numbers?"Shannon realized it was time to stop pushing. She was worried that Emmett was just an ordinary customer at this store, since he never really shopped for women’s clothing."Never mind, it’s fine. Since you’re clearing the place, we’ll just leave."Shannon said this, exchanging a glance with Melany. They linked arms and were about to head out.The manager, having seen the photo on Shannon’s phone, wasn’t about to let her walk out so easily.Though Shannon wasn’t wearing any high-end brands, her graceful demeanor suggested she could be someone understated. If they let her walk out now, they might risk offending a major customer.If they offended a big client, the manager’s position was as good as over."Please, miss, wait!"As Shannon reached the door and was truly about to leave, Sarah’s mocking voice came from behind. "I wonder whose photos they stole to pretend with.
Melany froze for a moment, glancing at Shannon. "Shae?"Shannon gave Melany a smile, feeling a bit awkward. "I gave them Emmett’s number."She recalled that every season, there were always a few pieces from this store in her wardrobe."Please wait a moment."Wendy and Sarah both noticed the movement from Shannon’s side. Wendy, who had just grabbed her phone to continue playing, now wore a displeased expression.Sarah, putting down the clothes she was holding, walked over to Wendy. "Wendy, do you think those two might be VIP members too?"Wendy sneered. "I don't know whose card they borrowed."Confidently, Wendy continued, "VIP members at this store are no joke. You need to spend at least a million a month, and more than twenty million a year to get VIP status."Though rich people might not see a million a month as much, the fact that one would spend over twenty million a year at one store was no small thing.She had her VIP membership because her mother loved this store too. Every new
The two women found another parking spot and parked their car. However, Melany was still angry. "Do you know those two women, Shae?"Shannon shook her head. "I don’t know them. It's just that last week when I was shooting the 'Dong Ting' endorsement, my car was rear-ended by her. I was planning to talk privately, but the car owner wouldn't let it go, and in the end, Clarissa called the cops."Melany had heard about it. "...Wasn’t she driving under the influence that day?""Yeah, Clarissa said she had all her points taken away.""Ah, no wonder she didn’t drive today!" Melany pressed the elevator button, then added, "Those two women seemed like strangers. I’ve never seen them before."In the high-society circles of City A, Shannon and Clarissa knew just about everyone. But those two women were unfamiliar to her."Probably not from A City," Shannon said nonchalantly.The elevator doors opened, and Melany walked in first. "Forget it, don’t let them ruin our mood."Shannon snorted. "Let’s
Ever since Shannon discovered Randall’s feelings for her, she had mixed and complex emotions whenever she saw the messages he sent her. However, his message was strictly business, just the final version of the promotional video they had filmed together.The message was short and to the point—"The final video is ready."Shannon could only reply with a "Thank you" emoji and clicked to download the video, but she wasn’t sure if she should open it at this moment.Melany, noticing her strange behavior, waved a hand in front of her face. "What’s up with you?"Melany was a fan of Randall, and Shannon didn’t want her to know about the situation, so she quickly turned off her phone screen and shook her head. "Nothing, just spaced out for a second!""What were you thinking so seriously about?" Melany raised an eyebrow, glancing at her meaningfully. "Thinking about your Mr. Dunn?"Shannon froze. "No.""What’s there to be shy about? Absence makes the heart grow fonder! If it weren’t for Mr. Dunn
The two walked in silence for a while until they got to the car. Only then did Shannon take a deep breath, shaking his hand. “Emmett, please don’t be angry.”Emmett glanced at her shaking his hand but didn’t speak. He simply looked up, his gaze calm but focused on her.Shannon met his eyes, biting her lip. “I swear! I really didn’t have any feelings for him. You all told me that Randall liked me, and I was just curious, so I turned around to take a quick look!”Emmett instantly picked up on the key part of her words. “You all?”Shannon blinked, unable to escape his gaze, and finally confessed, “...I really didn’t think there was anything wrong with the way Randall looked at me earlier, really!”She said this with utmost sincerity.Of course, she only meant that she didn’t think there was anything wrong with Randall’s look earlier in the afternoon, but that didn’t mean his gaze just now was the same.“So what about the way he looked at you just now? You didn’t think there was anything
Emmett broke three digestion tablets in half, placing them in his palm and handing them to Shannon. “Next time, don’t eat so much. If you like it, we can come here more often.”Shannon felt embarrassed. Hearing him say this, her face turned even redder.She took the tablets from his hand and chewed them while mumbling, “I didn’t mean to eat so much.”She had been hungry and ate too quickly.Usually, she ate slowly, savoring each bite, but today, it felt like a starving wolf devouring its meal. She barely chewed before swallowing.Because she didn’t chew enough and ate too fast, she didn’t feel full. Before she knew it, she’d eaten too much.Emmett gently patted her head. “I’m not blaming you. Eating too much isn’t good for your stomach.”Shannon swallowed the tablets, nodding obediently. “I won’t next time.”He smiled, taking her hand. “Let’s go home, Mrs. Dunn.”Shannon nodded. “Mm-hmm.”She was exhausted after the long day of shooting, and all she wanted was to get home, shower, and
Shannon was caught off guard by this question. She blinked and replied, “But there is no 'if.'”If it were true, she really didn’t know what to do. After all, Randall never confessed anything, so what could she do?Emmett pinched her earlobe. “Nice try.”Shannon’s face flushed. She quickly changed the subject. “What are we eating later?”Emmett leaned back, looking at her. “Eat whatever you like.”“...”That was basically a non-answer!Meanwhile, the nanny van that had just left slowly came to a stop. The back door opened, and David stepped inside.As soon as he sat down, he saw Randall’s face as dark as a pot bottom.He clicked his tongue. “Who pissed you off?”Randall didn’t answer. He simply pulled down the brim of his cap, covering his face.David didn’t get a response, so he turned to the assistant behind him. “Terry, what’s going on with our Mr.Tucker?”Terry shrugged innocently, glancing at David. “I don’t know. He’s just suddenly in a bad mood.”“He was filming a promo with Sh
After confirming that Randall didn’t like her, Shannon quickly adjusted her mood. During the filming, she didn’t get distracted as often as she had before.Although she still had a few NGs, Shannon got into the groove and was finally able to continue the shoot.At first, she had some trouble getting into character, but gradually, she managed to improve. Her acting wasn’t top-notch, but she could easily handle the short two-minute promotional video.Besides, her "lychee eyes" could express a lot, and the character she was playing was a mute girl, so it worked out well. Overall, the shooting went smoothly.They shot from 2 PM until 7 PM. By the time they left the building, it was already getting dark.Emmett was standing by the car. Shannon didn’t see him at first, but it was Clarissa who spotted him and lightly tapped her on the shoulder, asking excitedly, “Shae, look, isn’t that Mr. Dunn?”The streetlights had already turned on, and Emmett was standing under one of them.Shannon lifte
Charlotte felt even more guilty as she listened to Dangelo's comforting words.She felt it was all Caroline's fault, otherwise she wouldn't have been constantly thinking about whether Dangelo liked her this afternoon!"What's troubling you? Tell me, maybe I can help you find clarity."Dangelo looked at her and raised an eyebrow.Charlotte took another sip of water, lifted her head slightly, and looked at him. "It's nothing, I just need to readjust."She spoke and paused for a moment, "Dangelo, may I ask you a bold question?"She was not someone who liked to pry into other people's privacy, but without resolving this issue, Charlotte felt it would be difficult for her to focus on the shoot this afternoon."What kind of situation would require the use of that polite tone?"Charlotte was taken aback, "Relationship issues."Dangelo clearly didn't expect her to be so direct, and his expression on his face visibly froze for a moment.Immediately, he lowered his head and looked at the Pocari