All Chapters of Spoiled by Mr. Russell: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

On the way back, Giselle would not stop grumbling, "Lily, although we dodged a bullet earlier, your behavior today was very inappropriate. Due to your impulsiveness, our efforts were almost in vain."Lily expected this from Giselle, but she did not expect her to be so long-winded, so she smiled at her, "Was it that serious?"Seeing that Lily did not recognize the gravity of the situation, Giselle became deadly serious, "Lily, I don't know how you could still smile. Do you think that nothing happened? It just so happened that you knew Mr. Parker’s daughter, but what if you didn’t know her? What if his daughter didn't show up? What if she didn’t think of you as her friend?"When we are in someone else's territory, we are at the mercy of the host. The organizer was indeed negligent, but we can always give feedback to them later instead of accusing them in public. If they disqualify us over this…”"Well, they didn’t include us as qualified candidates!" Lily interrupted Giselle. She cou

“There’s a black credit card with no password in your luggage’s middle compartment. You can use it." To Lily’s surprise, Alexander said that.Lily got up quickly and rummaged through her luggage. Sure enough, she found a black credit card with gold accents. It did not look like any ordinary credit card. "When did you put it there?""It doesn't matter. As long as you can use it." After a pause, he continued, "It's not easy being out there, so eating and sleeping well must be your priority. Remember to take care of yourself when I’m not around.”His words moved Lily, and she felt very much at ease.All she knew was to be independent and self-sufficient since her childhood. Now she had someone who would always think about her and be concerned about whether or not she was eating and sleeping well. Her well-being seemed to be the most crucial thing to Alexander."Sure, you too," Lily said softly.Alexander smiled and seemed to recall something, "By the way, I heard the organizers invi

Brittany Oakley’s hand paused in mid-air. Then she turned around and smiled at Alexander. “Okay, we’ll do it your way.”She went to the office table, put down the bag, and opened it. Inside was a big lunch box. “I know you forget about everything when you work. That includes eating.”She picked up the coffee cup in front of him, then poured away its contents. “Drinking coffee without a proper meal isn’t good for your stomach. You don’t know how to take care of yourself, do you?”As she said that, she opened the lunchbox. Nestled within it was hot food. Not only was the color of the food attractive, but it also smelled mouthwatering.“I cooked your favorite BBQ ribs. I also made fried chicken.” Full of enthusiasm, she placed some cutleries in front of him. With both hands supporting her chin, she looked at him with a yearning expression.Alexander shot her a look and said faintly, “You cooked all this?”“Yes. Quick, sample my handiwork. Go on,” Brittany urged. She smiled so wide t

His guess was utterly correct. Lily was indeed ready for dinner. Initially, it was enough to pass it off, but Alexander's recommendation roused her interest. To Lily, the joy of life was not only to make fragrances but also to eat. Food must not disappoint. Lily had planned to invite Giselle, but as she approached the latter's door, she second-guessed her decision, given the likelihood that the meal would be filled with constant nagging. Lily gave up and decided to buy takeout for her instead.She called a cab and randomly gave the location of one of the restaurants. Lily could indeed speak the Westwood language. Even if she was there alone, it was not that difficult to communicate, but not many people knew about it. Even Nathaniel might have been unaware that she could speak multiple languages. Lily had a high level of comprehension in her studies. She learned them because she was interested in them. It was easier to look up some foreign fragrance materials or the h

Lily bent down to check and found the child’s face and neck sweating. When she reached out to touch his back, she found it sweaty too. He was sweating profusely, and his hands and feet trembled. There were also red dots all over his face. "He must be allergic to something," Lily said as she unbuttoned the child's shirt. "What are you doing?! Who are you?! Don't touch my child!" Helen roared. She pulled on Lily's arm, refusing to let her touch the child. "He has an allergic reaction. If we don’t deal with it now, his life may be in danger!" Lily turned her head and shouted back at Helen, who was still dazed. Lily did not give two hoots about Helen being angry with her.Hearing Lily’s words, Lisa finally returned to her senses and bent over to stop Helen. "Lily’s my friend, Helen. She's only trying to help Nick. Don't worry." Anxiousness had probably overcome Helen, or maybe Lisa's words managed to convince her. Helen continued to sob, but she no longer attempted to