All Chapters of Meeting Mr. Right By A One-night Stand: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

With a straight face on, Mick said without emotion, "It is just a decision made by the management. They have their own way of dealing things." "Really? But why did he hand over such a serious matter like assassinating Anderson to Dylan without even telling you? You should be way more qualified than her!" Mick's facial expression changed slightly. "You're just being used as a disposable pawn! You're indeed the person in charge of the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon now. But if the secrets come to light one day, judging from Blade Scar's character and taking account of the grudge between Dylan and you, what do you think will happen to you then?" "That's enough!" Mick slammed the table suddenly, stood up, and stared at her coldly from above. "You're trying to sow discord between us! Do you think I'll believe you and betray Blade Scar just because of this little trick? You're too naïve!" Clarissa didn't say anything but just looked at him quietly.

Behind her, Vans's voice could be heard. "Young Master Jameson is dealing with a few matters. Madam, please sit for a while!" Lauren turned his head and smiled at him. She placed the cake on the table and sat down on the sofa. "What would you like to drink?" "Anything." "Is black tea okay?" "Sounds great!" There was a set of antique tea set on the table. Vans was skillfully making tea for Lauren.  She looked at it thoughtfully. Soon, the fragrance of the tea came to the tip of her nose. Vans handed her a cup of brewed tea. She took a small sip. The first sip was slightly bitter, but in the next moment, there was a sweet taste that followed.  "I didn't expect you're good at making tea!" Vans smiled and sat down in front of Lauren. "Young Master Jameson likes it! So I took time to learn how to make tea a few days ago. I'm flattered!" Lauren smiled slightly. "It's his blessing to have such a loyal subordinate like you

As soon as the host finished his words, the crowd began to stir. The host showed a satisfied expression and continued to say, "Before the auction begins, we'll have Young Master Tory to say a few words to us." The light suddenly dimmed, and then, when it was turned on again, there was already one more person on the stage. Tory Irving was dressed in black suit. He was so eye-catching under the spotlight. His handsome and gentle features hid his usual sharpness. He was looking even more gracious and elegant. The moment he appeared, it caused the female guests to scream in low voices. Even Lauren had to admit that he was a charming man. Tory's mellow voice came through the sound system and echoed in the large auction hall. "First of all, thank you for coming to today's charity auction. I can see your enthusiasm to take part in the charity. To be honest, I'm just using Jeromia's property to give to charity, so I'm really ashamed to be flattered by you."

Tory smiled and said, "I forgot. Birds of a feather flock together. Of course, Young Master Jameson wouldn't know me." Tory sounded big-hearted on the surface, but in fact he was being sarcastic. He meant to say that he was not the same as Jameson whose was an illegitimate son Jameson narrowed his eyes slightly. Tory showed a proud smile and said to Uri in a low voice, "Uri, let's go!" Uri nodded. They were about to leave. They had just taken two steps when he saw Jameson frowning. Suddenly, he grabbed an entourage beside him and asked seriously, "Is he the Tory who was said to have abandoned his long-term girlfriend, and in the end, he still relied on a woman to help him get to where he is today?" The entourage was trying hard to hold back his laughter, but he still urged him in a low voice. "Young Master Jameson, don't believe everything that you've heard." "Oh! I 'm not. I just happened to think of that. Besides, I don't have tim

When Lauren's skin touched the warm water, her whole body was relaxed. She could not help but close her eyes and sigh. It was so comfortable! After soaking in the hot tub for more than half an hour, she felt hungry. So she got up, went back to the room, changed her clothes, and made a call to order a meal. Lunch was soon served. Lauren had never paid much attention to her diet. As she sat in the living room and was eating, suddenly, the phone rang. She looked around and found that it was the landline telephone provided by the hotel. She quickly picked it up. The lady at the front desk said in a sweet voice, "Hello, is that Mr. Green?" Lauren froze for a moment. She was still holding the cutlery in her hands. Lauren said, "He's not here right now. What's the matter?" "Hello, here's the thing. There is one Miss Compton downstairs who claims to be Mr. Green's friend. She's looking for him, can you help me pass on the message?" Lauren w