As soon as the male colleague finished his words, the ones next to him echoed him and started to jeer. "That's right. Nancy looks quite conservative at ordinary times. I didn't expect her body figure to be so good." "Yeah. Her boobs look quite large-sized. And she has a good ass." "Why didn't she come to find me? I'll satisfy her when if she comes to me." Two men were saying vulgar words. I, who couldn't stand their words anymore, got up and walked to the table where they were sitting, saying, "Someone surely set her up with this matter. There must be a monitor in this resort. When we find out who it is, that one can only wait to go to jail!" After that, I glanced at them and saw that they all had a gloomy expression on their faces. I couldn't figure out who had done it for a moment. But I suspected Mabel. Back then, when the name list of the second round of the design competition was announced, she and Nancy were the most favored o
When it came to this kind of thing, men seemed to be very sensitive about it. Feeling my change, Patrick began to continue what he was doing. When I had already persuaded myself, I thought of Seth. As for why I would think of him at such a time, I had no idea. My absent-mindedness was immediately discovered by Patrick. He lowered his head and looked at me as he twitched his eyebrows deeply, asking, "Who are you thinking about?" I was surprised! Instead of asking me what I was thinking about, he asked me who I was thinking about. "Could it be that he is proficient in mind reading?" When I suspiciously looked at him, Patrick suddenly grabbed my arm hard. And his eyes were full of coldness. We looked at each other. Patrick looked at me as if he wanted to see through everything inside my body. A moment later, he suddenly got up and went to the bathroom without ever looking back. Soon, I heard the sound of the shower. I
"What?" I looked at him in confusion. I, who had just woke up, was in a daze. I didn't know what he was talking about at all. However, Patrick withdrew his hand, leaned over, lifted his clothes directly, questioning me, "Tell me, how did you make love with him?" At the same time, he was about to go inside my body. At this time, I wasn't sobered. And my body was stiff. He tried hard, only to fail to come in. At this moment, I was awake in an instant. I wanted to escape, only to be grabbed firmly by him with his hands! He wanted to come in. But I refused. I put my legs together and scolded him. "Patrick Cowell, are you a man or not? Do you have any other skills except for forcing me?" "Don't I have other skills?" Patrick frowned and looked at me as if he were enjoying a joke. It made sense. After all, nobody dared to say that Patrick wasn't capable. If Patrick weren't capable, no man would be capable in the entire Ci
I lowered my eyes and said as if nothing had happened, "I didn't put too much effort into it. I'm going back to work." "Okay, I'll accompany you there." Patrick's voice trailed off as well. However, he held my key tightly in his hand as if he dared not to give it to me. There was only one day away from the deadline of submittig the work. My work was almost done. And I modified a few parts of it after rendering it. Finally, I got to the service desk before noon and copied it to the computer used for the competition. Jeremy was in charge here. When he saw me, he smiled and said, "Miss Archer, thank you for what you did for me last time." "It's okay. It's not your fault. It's his fault." I waved my hands. I didn't dare to talk to Jeremy further at the thought that Patrick might appear like a ghost at any time. After I was done copying the work onto the computer, I came out and happened to see Mabel. She was going insi
I ignored her and went straight into the conference room where our works would be evaluated by the judges. This time, the judges would evaluate our works in public. Everyone of us would present our works at the same time for the judges' evaluation. By the time I got in, a few people had been sitting there. They all looked at me with gloating. I didn't say a word to anyone. And I just sat in a corner. Soon, Patrick came in surrounded by the crowd with Caroline following behind him. Originally, Caroline was walking next to him. When she saw me, her eyes suddenly lit up. And she shouted, "Charlotte!" She ran over to me. Sitting next to me, she says as her face was full of joy, "I heard that you've entered the final. So I came here specifically. I've been looking for you just now." "How is Grandma?" I looked at her. Except for Rosy, I didn't want to talk with Caroline about anything else at all. "Grandma?" It see
At this time, the other two judges finally couldn't stand it anymore. A man stood up and introduced himself, "I'm Tommy Winston." Mabel said to Tommy respectfully, "Mr. Tommy, I'm sure that both of us know each other." ...... It turned out that he was Tommy Winston. He was the founder of the most famous magazine related to internal design domestically. And he enjoyed a great reputation in the industry. Looking at the man, Tommy said, "I can prove that he is Lance Harris. He and I are old friends." "Well..." All of a sudden, Mabel felt a little embarrassed. While she was thinking about how to apologize, Lance Harris said on his own, "In fact, she's right. I'm not Lance Harris." As Mabel heard his words, her eyes lit up. She thought that she would have hopes. As a result, Lance Harris said, "My real name is Ryan Teague. If you study Archaic Architecture Sect, you should know what my last name is." After he said
At this time, I was standing on the edge of the swimming pool. Ryan didn't let go of me directly. Instead, it wasn't until he dragged me to the lounge chair on the shore that he let go of me. I tried my best to shake my head so that I could be soberer. Ryan stood beside me. And I heard the sound of Patrick jumping over the fence. He walked to me and said, "Get me a bath towel." "No need. I, I'm all right." I quickly got up and said to Ryan, "Ryan, thank you." Ryan was about to walk into the room. When he heard what I had said, he looked at me. He stared at me for two seconds before saying, "It's fine." At this time, Jeremy had taken out a bath towel from Ryan's room and said to Ryan, "Mr. Ryan, I'll use a bath towel from your room first. And I'll ask the waiter to bring you a new one right away." "Take it away." Ryan waved his hands and walked into the room on his own. Patrick took the bath towel over and put it on me. H
Ryan was indeed sharp-tongued. Hearing his words, I couldn't say anything more. I wondered on the side as to what I should say to him before leaving. Ryan didn't seem to notice my embarrassment. So he continued to say, "You're so young. In fact, you're smart. But you don't think about how to improve your skills and insist on turning to these crooked ways. No matter how rich he is and no matter how many connections he has, it's his anyway. If he dumped you one day, what would you have? You have nothing left!" I stood next to Ryan and looked at him in a daze. He was right. His words even made me feel like my father was talking to me. And based on his age, he was about the same age as my father. Ryan held the sunglasses that he had just bought in his hands, put them on his face, and turned his head to me, "Hey, take your computer to Waterside Restaurant in the west. I'll tell you what's wrong with your work." "Huh?" "Hurry up!" R