The evil's eyebrow cocked up frivolously, revealing cold light.
Sarah felt a chill running out of his back.
What haunted her was his endless cynicism and indifference.
"You really don't know?"
"Don't talk in a roundabout way."
At the end of the conversation, the man quickly pulled off his tie and snorted.
The things in his hand were thrown into the garbage can.
His eyes were too oppressive, which led to Sarah's heart running up and down at this time.
Well, she was really afraid of this bastard!
After a few deep breaths, she steadied her heart and said lightly, "Grandpa said you are short of people, so I come to help you."
"Oh? Is that true?"
His tone was full of disbelief.
Sarah couldn't refute anything, and couldn't find any flaws in his harsh words. It was normal for him to not believe her words.
Suddenly, the giggling of leather shoes sounded, and his dangerous breath came close to her side. At that moment, her heart suddenly contracted. Immediately, she heard his words close to her ear, "You are really great. What did you do that would make the old man trust you so much? You threatened me, married me, and now you are in the company. He let you in only because his old eyes grew dim."
There was no pity in his humiliating words, which was all thrown on her face.
There has never been such a moment when Sarah felt that he wanted to turn around and leave.
Her reason told her not to go, because she must finish her mission.
Her thin red lips were curving up, showing charming tenderness. "Mr. Andrew, don't be angry. Marrying you is a dream pursued by all women in H City. You can know how happy I am in private. You asked me to keep it secret and don't let it out. OK, I promise to you. But if you keep bullying me, tomorrow I will show them my husband, you, who has married me long time ago."
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