Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 317

"Miss Elliott, you're going to put me to sleep and pretend nothing happened? I'm afraid that's not very nice?"

Louis stared at the message from Violet and returned it with interest.

Violet in the apartment took a look at it, and suddenly her eyebrows knitted.

"You know me? What do you want?"

Did this man named Hendrix know her?

"You're a famous makeup artist, we slept together, and I want to be responsible for you. Or, you're responsible for me!"

Violet: "......"

Did she run into a scoundrel?

Violet's red lips pursed slightly, "Who are you anyway? Are you the male publicist of Imperial Club?"

Male PR?

She imagined herself as a male publicist?

Louis hooked his lips and continued typing, "Don't worry, I'm not that dirty, just an ordinary man."

"Then how did you end up with me ...... last night," Violet asked, her brow knitted.

"Because you drank too much and treated me like a male publicist."

Violet: "......"

So, she got too excited watching the show yesterday and got carried away?

Then why don't Josie and the others pull themselves together a bit?

Violet stroked her forehead, thought about it, and transferred a sum of money over.

"Sorry, I drank too much last night. Take this money as your hard-earned money, and don't contact me again."

Louis looked at Violet's turned 2888 and the curvature of his mouth increased.

It's not a bad feeling to be hit by a woman with money for the first time!

However, no contact is impossible!

"Mr. Johnson, it's time to get ready for the meeting."

Harry knocked on the door and saw Louis staring at a cell phone and smiling, thinking he had looked away.

What is the situation?