CEO's Mysterious Fiancee (Paige and Martin) novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Don’t Agree

Martin contest his lips and said. You still haven’t accepted my friend request

”

Heating han say this. Paige suddenly remembered that there was such a thing. “I will accept it in a while

She was busy today and forgot about if

What time should I pick you up tomorrow?” Martin asked softly.

Two o’clock in the afternoon.”

After all, she still had other things to deal with.

“Place?”

“Just at my home.”

“OK, I will be there on time.”

When Paige heard this, she was about to hang up when Martin asked, “Don’t you like chocolate cake?”

Paige was confused.

“I saw that you didn’t eat even a single bite in the car.”

Paige didn’t expect that Martin would observe her preferences. She said, “I eat very little chocolate-flavored food.”

Martin replied, “Then I will buy you something else in the future.”

Paige didn’t reply.

“You saved my grandfather. It’s a simple thing for me to buy you some snacks.”

Paige still didn’t answer.

“Then I won’t disturb your rest.”

“See you tomorrow, my fiancée,” Martin said gently.

“Good night.”

“OK.”

Martin thought that Paige would reply with a “good night”, but he didn’t expect her would end the call with “OK”.

She was really a different girl.

After Paige hung up the phone, she was about to go to rest, but she didn’t expect her phone would vibrate again.

“There is another rich boss who wants a hundred pieces of clothes, a hundred pairs of shoes, and a hundred bags,

before sunset tomorrow!”

“I don’t care. You must give me the manuscript now. I will make the factory work overnight!”

“This is such a big order. You must take it!”

Paige raised her eyebrows and replied with her slender fingers, “Who is it this time?”

Could be her father again?

This time he is more powerful than your father! i

in be said that in nearly 600 years.

“Stop”

Paige was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense. She remembered that her warehouse was really empty She thought about the auction today. Because the No. 1 buyer, the six stalks of Heart Relief Grass cost her a lot of money.

It was time to make some money.

Paige: “I’ll draw now.”

“That’s great, Boss! You are finally willing to draw! I will tell the factory and ask them to wait overnight!” There were several factories in Paige’s hands that specialized in producing the clothes and shoes she designed. Perhaps even she did not expect that as she drew, the sky outside the window would gradually be brightened. She once again rubbed her aching wrist and sent the last drawing over. It was already half past severi. “Boss, if you are so diligent every day, the world’s richest guy will be you! There is no Martin Stowe!” Paige raised her eyebrows, “Martin Stowe? The richest man in the world?”