Elliot said softly, "Oh." Ashley didn't expect Elliot to turn around and ask her: "Really, Ashley?"No one expected Elliot to suddenly ask that.For a moment, the air seemed to stagnate, at least the hairs on Giselle's body stood up, worried.“Hmm? Ashley, is what she said right?”Right or wrong.Just open your mouth and speak and it'll be fine.Ashley could sense the panic in Giselle's eyes.Slowly raising her head, she looked towards Elliot, slowly opened her mouth, curled her lips, and smiled: "Of course."The clothes on Giselle's back were drenched in sweat, her whole body felt like she was driving over a mountain... This feeling, she was afraid she would never want to repeat in her whole life.Looking at Ashley in a complicated way, that woman made her feel invisible pressure and extreme humiliation.Perhaps, Giselle also didn't know that deep down she despised Ashley, despised Ashley even more, and every time Ashley performed beyond her expectations, her insides became even more
She deliberately emphasized the word 'waiter', hoping this guest could understand that she didn't serve alcohol, but Troy and the other bosses in the room were all bosses, Elliot said about Giselle, as soon as Giselle walked in. Entering the room, the subconscious of the men in the room soon considered her an "interesting" woman.This interesting thing could mean disagreement.Troy paid no attention to Giselle's struggles. He just thought that if she wanted to protest, he wouldn't be angry. He smiled gently and said: "Sit down, whether you're a waiter or something else, you work at Paradise Club, even though you're a cleaning staff, you still have to follow the rules here."This statement is very normal, does not insult Giselle, and does not cause any noise. Giselle could only grit her teeth in silence: "I'm just a 'waiter', I don't serve drinks."However, after hearing these words, Troy and a few old men of the same age sitting in the salon looked at each other and smiled, but that sm
Suddenly she raised her head, sighed nervously, and said to Troy: "Troy, I know there is someone especially suitable for a performance like this. Furthermore, she also loves money.""Oh? Tell me, who is that?" Troy smiled and looked at Giselle... This is the 'fascinating' woman Elliot mentioned.Her appearance is pure. Troy has had a lot of experience in recent years, and a pure girl like Giselle is not unheard of.Looking at Giselle's age, she is not old at all, on the contrary, she doesn't think much about it.But Troy didn't mean to make things difficult for Giselle. If she introduces him, let's meet up sometime.“The name is Ashley. As a member of the PR department. She loves money." Giselle emphasized Ashley's 'loves money' opinion. Troy looked interested: "Why does she love money so much?"One person's label says 'loves money', so this person means something.For an old gangster-like Troy, this principle is easy to understand.Although Japanese merchants can understand a little
She could still see the aura, the faces surrounding the transparent box became more and more excited... She suddenly had a thought, it would be better to die like this, would she die? She doesn't need to pay off huge debt. After she died, she didn't need to suffer the torture and death of her soul... Is it considered paying this life price to Lorne?Does it count as… paying off debt?No, that's not true.City A, Lorne, she has the same name as Mr. Lorne. That gentle girl used her life to save her and didn't want her to use that way to repay her.This city A dream has not yet come true, she cannot give up.So, with only a glimmer of strength left, she waved her hand, hit the container hard, and opened her mouth: "Save me..."All the words 'Save me' turned into a series of bubbles, gurgling from her mouth. Her vision was a bit blurry, suddenly she went crazy and hit the container hard... Didn't want to die like that.Didn't they say that in three minutes someone would rescue her?Pain,
On the one hand, she hoped that nothing would happen to Ashley, so she wouldn't have to be punished. On the other hand, she also hoped that the container would drown that woman. She must die like that, otherwise she would die. Wait until she wakes up, maybe she will join everyone in the Paradise Club in denouncing her to Mr. Milan.Milan waved his hand, the bucket cracked a gap, and at the same time, the mop tightly held in his hand broke in half.His heart was on fire. He suddenly threw the broken mop away. Without thinking, he raised his fist and punched the slot of the container, punching him three times in a row."Boss." The subordinates, when Milan punched those three punches, their faces all changed suddenly, suddenly screaming. "Your hand."Christian is extremely worried.You must know, that Milan cannot do some things.Milan is the head of Elise's house, on his head are the ups and downs of the entire family.Christian has worked with the Milan family for many years. He absolu
Although Christian did not like the Ashley in front of him very much, the woman on the sofa at this moment was completely different from the confident person three years ago, she had just passed through the devil's door. Looking extremely struggling, Christian stepped forward and reached out to help Ashley a little.“Doesn't she have legs?" His cold eyes turned to Christian. Christian was startled, withdrew his hand reaching toward Ashley, and then quietly stepped aside.Ashley raised her head to look at the man, only to see his face cold as ice, so she slowly put her hands on the sofa, like slow motion, she stood up very slowly, to an outsider looking in, she seemed forced but also seemed a bit 'pretending'.If you drown, your body will weaken a bit but it won't be as "weak" as it is now.This time, Christian's pity is gone.Milan looked down from above, watched her stand up, his expression unchanged, and said:“Broken leg?”Ashley's hand against the sofa was held tightly, so small t
As soon as she entered the elevator, she breathed heavily and said: “Mr. Milan, I'm sorry, I won't be late..." As soon as she finished speaking, she fell straight to the ground.Milan's breathing slowed down slightly, his hands were faster than his brain. He quickly reached out and hugged her tightly with both hands: "Ashley. Don't pretend to be dead." Just as he bowed his head, his long, narrow eyes suddenly opened wide. Only then did he realize that her lips were purple. His heart suddenly ached and he quickly hugged her:“Ashley, wake up. Wake up."Milan picked up the phone: "Where is Tyson? Has Tyson arrived yet? Tell him to hurry up to the 28th floor. Quick."The elevator dinged, and the door opened, Milan grabbed Ashley's waist and rushed out, all the way to the bedroom, placing her on the big bed, he reached out and took off her wet clothes.Long, slender fingers took off her clothes bit by bit, the first layer, the jacket; second tier, shirt; third floor... Forehead wrinkled,
He didn't even realize that in doing so, he didn't want Ashley to 'fight' and 'beg for forgiveness', not even because of her 'weakness'. What he wanted was just an attitude - an attitude in her heart, her attitude towards Milan was still unique.His long and sturdy body pressed against hers. Suddenly, he let go of his hand and looked down at her from above, as if he was just looking at an ant, his thin lips curled up into a faint smile:“200 thousand dollars, stay with me for one night.”Ashley loves money so much that she wants to see if Lorne is important or if money is more important.Ashley suspected she heard wrongly and slowly raised her head: "What did you say?"“Don't you really like money? Don't you think you can bet your life with 200 grand? Sleep with me for one night, I give you 200 thousand dollars.”Ashley didn't say anything for a long while. It was as if the pause button had been pressed. She just opened her eyes wide and stared at the tall man above her, not even blin
My parents stood not far away, but they did not enter the garden. At that time, I didn't understand, were my parents sad.Later I learned that my parents wanted to give my grandparents a final space.Her funeral was not a big deal, but the whole city of S, even the powerful and prestigious people, came to pay their respects.Her funeral was arranged by my grandfather.After my grandmother passed away, my grandfather's bones began to weaken.After examination, they couldn't find the cause. My father said, "Your grandfather has a mental illness."What is mental illness? I didn't dare ask.It's just that every year after my grandmother passed away, my grandfather would hold her portrait, and cherish it, as if my grandmother was still alive.Occasionally, my grandfather would talk to her portrait, as if he were talking to her. Another spring, everything seemed to be restored.My grandfather pulled me back and said, "Like.""Like what?""Like your grandmother.""Don't be sad anymore." I'm
My name is Kal Elise. This name was given by my grandfather, and as for his personality, according to my experience when I was young, he was not a good person.My grandfather's name was Milan. I heard that he was extremely charismatic when he was young.My grandmother's name is Ashley.Sometimes I wonder why this couple, who seemed to be incompatible, can still be together until now.Before my father was born, my grandparents divorced.After the divorce, my grandparents did not remarry.My grandfather did not care about my face and clung to my grandmother all day long.Since I have memories, my grandfather has always treated my grandmother well.Grandpa Tyson told me: Your grandfather never bowed to anyone, he was arrogant, and everyone was afraid of him.But why do I feel that what Grandpa Tyson said is not trustworthy?If my grandfather was that strong, why did he obediently run home like a puppy just because of a glare from my grandmother?Moreover, have you ever met an arrogant ma
“Divorce is good.”The old man snorted and walked on crutches.“Wait.” She chased after him: “The matter between you and my grandfather, don’t drag it onto me anymore. I don’t owe you. If you still want to collect the debt, find my late grandfather. Okay, I’ve made my position clear, you go, I won’t see you off.”“You…” The old man behind her trembled with anger, but Ashley had already gone far away.Meadow chased after her: “What’s the matter? Is there a grudge between Elise's house and Patterson's house?”“Nothing.”“Then I…”“I don’t like that old man.”Meadow agreed with her: “That’s right.” Elise's house and Patterson's house, the grudge between Mr. Elise and Mr. Morio, it’s best to resolve it between the two of them. As for her, she didn’t want to mention it.3 days after the surgery. Inside the intensive care unit, the man lying on the bed did not have any reaction.Even the slightest reaction was enough to make everyone happy.The morning of the first day.The man on the bed
However, she didn't need to do anything, the girl quietly looked at the man on the hospital bed, and a second later, she reached out to him.“You don't need to dirty your hands for me…” Before he could finish his words, a thin, weak body pressed against him.Suddenly, a soft feeling rose in his heart.He was surprised and didn't know what was happening."You..."Her index finger unbuttoned his shirt, and she turned over and sat on him, in a position like making love. "You..."She lowered her head and kissed his lips. If he could still endure like this, then he wasn't a man.His mind was blank.His body responded honestly, his big hand grabbed her waist, tilted his head, and kissed her back.Outside the door, Reuben heard the sound of the door locking, he suddenly felt worried, he raised his hand to knock on the door, but was stopped by Meadow."The door is locked, what if she does something bad to the young master...""That's not the case." Meadow retorted.Tyson's face was solemn: "S
In the hospital, the door of the ward opened without a sound.When Tyson ran over, he saw the girl.He didn't say anything, Meadow pulled him out into the hallway and closed the door.The man lay on the bed, his head tilted to one side, sleeping, deep in his dream.Not knowing what was in his dream, he frowned, showing that his sleep was not peaceful.The hand on the bed was wearing a wedding ring.The girl walked slowly, finally stopping in front of the man's hospital bed.Her eyes fell on the man's ring finger.She didn't know what she was thinking.She just stared at the ring for a long time, staring until she fell into thought.Not knowing how long it had been, the man opened his eyes vaguely, seeing the girl in his dream.He smiled slightly: "I'm dreaming again."Like a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, his tone of voice to her was both gentle and warm: "That's great, you still appear in my dream."The girl standing by the bed was lost in thought, her eyes gradually focused
In the three years, she also saw Milan constantly looking for Ashley. Everyone told her to stop looking, maybe Ashley had died long ago.If she didn't die, why couldn't he find her after three years?But that man didn't believe it, he kept looking. In addition to finding the girl in his heart, his life was all about work.What Meadow saw was an arrogant man, never giving up on finding the girl in his heart.Although she couldn't tell what Milan had done, she could see that he was very persistent.All of these were things she expected from a man, but perhaps she couldn't find that person in her entire life.But Ashley wasn't like that.She could get the happiness she couldn't have from Ashley. She had gone through bad things with Ashley, and all those bad pasts would probably end with Ashley.She admitted she was very biased.But the important thing is that she can see that Ashley is not a heartless person. Ashley does not completely give up, it is just that she is running away.If the
Tyson sneered: "Now you say it's all over, why didn't you say it straight at first? I'll tell you, you're strange. At first, you didn't hesitate to use any tricks, you refused to let go. Now that you're sick, you chased her away."Tyson felt a little sour in his heart: "Now I believe it, you love her very deeply."The man didn't say anything, Tyson also felt bored."I heard she's going back to City A."The man paused for a moment, then hoarsely said: "She likes that place, it's a good place. Okay, okay.""Aren't you going to say goodbye to her? This might be the last time you two see each other."As a friend, he didn't want to say these unfortunate words. As a doctor, he knew very well how serious his good friend's condition was."No... No more." The man tilted his head and looked out the window: “She hates me, I’ve always known that.”“You…” Tyson wanted to say why he had to be like this, but he respected his friend’s choice: “You like sleeping more and more, why didn’t you tell me a
In the hospital.In the VIP room, today an unexpected figure appeared."Let him in."In the ward, the man of few words.The door of the ward opened, and an outstanding man walked in."You grasped the news so quickly." On the hospital bed, the man gently curled his lips and said, his lips pale and bloodless.“I have a source. Even if you hide it well, I can't guarantee that you won't reveal it."The man curled his lips and smiled lightly: "You don't have to be in such a hurry. When I die, the Elise Group will be yours.""Hurry up." The person who came found a seat: "When you die, all the assets will be transferred to her."Although he didn't say who "she" was, a light flashed under the man's eyes: "You know me very well.""No no no." The person who came shook his finger: "It was just a coincidence that I saw Lawyer Mike coming out of the hospital that day. Lawyer Mike was hired by you, and has a department that only serves you and the Elise Group."He held a briefcase, and behind him w
Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps her head was already wet, she raised her head slightly to peek… And couldn’t take her eyes off him anymore. She was captivated by the rich and complex emotions in his eyes.Gentle, lingering, and… what else could it be?She had used all her vocabulary to find a word that could describe it. But, she searched her mind but couldn’t find a word that could describe that gaze.Her eyes gradually became confused. She couldn’t understand this person’s gaze.The feeling was very familiar, but also very strange.A warm hand gently placed itself on her forehead.He gently rubbed the scars that would never disappear.“It must have hurt a lot back then.”That person gently asked her.She felt uncomfortable with this gentleness, so she placed her hand on his, and said without hesitation: “It doesn’t hurt.”Her body had experienced more pain than this wound.Ask her if it hurts. What's the point of pretending?At that moment, she thought.A red swelling immediate