Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 45

His eyes flashed with a sad expression and then he deftly made a move to open the door. I looked at him in silence, asked no further questions, and followed him to get into the car.

He did not tell me the rest of his words until I was with him Wutai Mountain. When I saw his mother, I realized what his sad eyes meant today.

\It was an expression of confusion and helplessness towards his family. There was no hope in his eyes for the future. Of course this was a story for the future.

Vincent drove me to the largest private club in the city of S. The facade of this club looked ordinary, but the interior was extremely luxurious. Anyway, I had never been to such a place before. When I first entered, I was deeply impressed by the luxurious palatial building inside. I did not dare to look at it. I could only hold on to Vincent's arm and walk with my head down, afraid of embarrassing him if I looked like a hick.

Vincent took me directly to the most luxurious private room on the fifth floor. I entered the room, which was not as dazzling as we thought. The decoration of the private room was luxurious, but it was extremely deserted. Other than the one sitting in the middle and the two black-clothed bodyguards standing next to him, there was no one else.

Perhaps it was all due to my own ignorance. When I opened the door, I thought it would look like what you see on TV, with a bunch of greasy old men kissing a bunch of sluts. But in reality, the scene on TV was just a mockery of upstarts. The really rich would not do such vulgar things.

Even if they wanted to sleep with women, they wouldn’t be so ungentlemanly, and even vulgar!

After Vincent gently pulled me into the private room, I lowered my head, not daring to look at the face of the man before me. Although I did not dare to look at him, the strong aura of the man opposite me immediately surrounded me, making me feel inferior.

Seeing Vincent coming, Mr. Lee smiled and greeted him, "Vincent, you're a little late. I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

As soon as I heard the voice, I could not help looking up at him, for his voice sounded very young, not like someone at the age of fifty or sixty who had gone through the vicissitudes of life .

Seeing the calm and introverted face, my heart suddenly slowed by a beat. This man was about thirty years old, and he really was not old. He looked relatively stable. Compared to Vincent's attractiveness, he was more charming, a kind of heroism after many experiences.

Although his appearance could not be called exquisite, it was enough to make one's heart beat faster. This was especially true for this kind of face, coupled with maturity and high status, he could easily capture the hearts of many young girls.

When I looked up at him, his special deep eyes also slowly looked at me with a hint of exploration. He glanced at me and then asked me with a faint smile, "So you are Jasmine?"

"You... know me?" After saying that, I felt like an idiot. Had not Vincent said that he had mentioned me to Mr. Murphy yesterday? So how could he not know me?

However, when I turned to look at Vincent, I saw an unnatural expression flashing across his face. "Did I tell you the name of Jasmine?"

With a touch of doubt in his voice, he helped me to sit down before Mr. Murphy, who seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and said hurriedly. "It seems that Vincent had mentioned you before. How else would I know?"

"Is that so?" The corners of Vincent's mouth twitched. Even though he didn’t continue to be entangled with the question, the confusion in his eyes showed that he was suspicious of Mr. Murphy's explanation.

He wasn’t forgetful. He should be the clearest in his heart whether he said it or not.