His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 10

"Your assistant."

Cassie looked at Dylan in astonishment. "I don't need. I just need to stay at home every day. I don't need an assistant."

Glancing at Cassie, Dylan said, "When our relationship is exposed, many business partners' wives will invite you to all kinds of banquets and afternoon tea. She is responsible for arranging the schedule for you. If you think you are capable of doing this, I won't arrange an assistant for you, but can you?"

His last sentence was full of doubts.

Frowning, Cassie said, "There isn't a term like this in the contract!"

With a meaningful smile, Dylan said, "You may need to read the contract again."

Hearing this, Cassie looked at him helplessly. In addition to this, there was also a forced kiss. How many additional terms were there.

She began to regret that she hadn't read the contract carefully.

Dylan said to Cheryl, "Send her size to the women's clothing stores of major brands later. They begin to make all kinds of dresses for her. And shoes."

From now on, Cassie had to attend all kinds of occasions with him. She should have a decent suit.

"Okay, Mr. Dylan," Cheryl said, as she quickly wrote it down on her laptop.

Holding the hand of Cassie, Dylan went upstairs. In the long corridor building, a servant saw him and greeted him respectfully.

"Hello, Sir and Madam."

It took Cassie a long time to find the bedroom. There was a guest room and a cloakroom next door. The whole house was brightly lit. When she opened the balcony's door, warm sunshine shone on her.

Cassie stood in the balcony, and the sunshine shone on her body warm and harmonious. She smiled and looked up, bathing in the warm sunshine. The breeze blew her hair, coated with a faint glow.

Seeing her like this, Dylan couldn't help smiling.

Dylan took out a black card and gave it to Cassie. The black card is recognized as the "King of Cards" in the world. It mainly serves the top groups and has no limit. The card holder were mostly politicians, billionaires and socialites from various countries. They were invited by the American Express to go through the formality. The card holder could enjoy the exclusive treatment, rights and services of the top members in the world.

After being stunned for a while, Cassie asked, "What's wrong?"

"Pocket money," Dylan said.

She had only heard of black cards before, but she didn't expect to see them here today.

Cassie refused, "No, thanks. I have the payment. It's enough."

She didn't want to spend his money. Although they were a nominal couple and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with her spending the money, she always felt strange.

Seeing that she didn't take it, Dylan put the card on the tea table and said, "It's your business. I'll give you the card anyway. By the way, don't forget to have dinner with grandma tonight.

Cassie nodded and said, "I see."

"Give me your phone." Dylan said.

Cassie took out her phone and handed it to him. "What are you doing?" she asked.

Taking her phone, Dylan unlocked the screen with his slender fingers and input a string of numbers, "This is my phone number. Save it. Don't blacklist or refuse to answer it."

This man could always read her mind. Cassie said perfunctorily, "I know."

"Remember, we met last year. You agreed to my proposal a few days ago, and then we got the marriage certificate."

Cassie nodded and Dylan said, "Tell Belle Wu what you want for lunch and ask her to make it for you."