Cosset You Forever novel Chapter 111

Harry's face turned gloomy on hearing Yolanda's voice. Lola Li, to his surprise, answered the video call from Yolanda.

Lola Li giggled, phone in her hand, "Mr. Si, I just had a real fun!" It was really nice! Treading on the woolen carpet barefoot was of course comfortable.

Harry could tell from the seductive voice that she was on purpose.

Yolanda couldn't recognize the voice, but she knew for sure it was a women's voice.

The very saying of having fun inevitably left her to imagine more.

Face distorted in rage, Yolanda wondered how many scandals Harry was tangled with.

But she was gloat about her wise favor for such a sought-after man. A great many scandals were in fact a strong proof of her smart choice.

A woman in sports suit suddenly appeared on the screen. Yolanda had a clear glance at her face, the face of the woman who had gone for nowhere for four years.

It was Lola Li! That bitch again! She clenched her fists, "Harry!" Yolanda's heartbroken voice was heard from the line.

She remembered he once declared he would never be with Lola Li. But what the hell were they doing now?

Grudge, desperation and grief touched every nerve of her at the moment.

Having heard Yolanda's voice, Harry took the phone and hung up, throwing a chilly glance to the woman who now lost all her commanding bearing seen in the company in the daytime.

"How dare you hurt her?"

The question tinged with frozen tone stiffened Lola Li's smile, and then wiped it all out.

One was icy-cold; one awkward in the depressing air.

Lola Li totally underestimated what Yolanda meant to Harry. She even hold the delusion that Harry still felt for her.

There was a likelihood that his invitation simply proved for business. Perhaps she overthought.

In that case, why did he mess with her again and again? Did he intend to win her over as a mistress with his fame and fortune?

The long time silence and mutual gaze finally ended the moment Lola Li's phone rang.

She picked up the phone in numb from her bag on the sofa. It turned out to be a strange number.

"Hello?" Her voice faltered. She turned her back toward Harry.

"Lola, it's me." A familiar man's voice came from the phone. She knew who he was at once.

Why on earth did Thomas Herren call her now? They have been out of touch since they last met at grandpa's birthday party.

"Hello, Mr. Herren." Lola suddenly changed her tone. An inexplicit bitterness welled up in her.

Harry frowned at the name. Had she been in touch with Thomas Herren all the time?

He calmly sat on the sofa, picked up the half glass of red wine and continued to sip it.

"Are you busy now?" Thomas Herren was now at office, rubbing his sore temple. He came back today.