President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 307

“I have my own way.” I said in a mystical way.

I wanted to scare him.

Ward smiled and said, “it’s all small things. If Miss Jones doesn’t say it, I will forgotten it, but it’s not a shameful thing. It’s OK to tell you, but...” He paused and went on, “what can I get if I tell you?”

As expected, they were all businessmen.

“You don’t have to say that. It’s all in the past anyway. I was just asking casually.”

I knew who Ward was.

He took all the money from Marlin and Inez. They worked for a living and dared not look for him. At last he almost killed me with them!

I tried not to associate with such people.

I turned and left.

Ward didn’t call me again.

When I got to the intersection and was ready to take a taxi home, a familiar black car stopped by my side.

Sean got out of the car. He saw me and came quickly. He saw my thin ankles under my coat. Why are you dressed like this?”

“I want to go in and have a look. I thought if I was dressed up, I wouldn’t need an invitation.”

I looked at Sean. What Ward said just now still reverberated in my mind.

It turned out that Sean was with me when I was in a coma.

Sean frowned and pulled up my hand and said, “come in with me.”

At this time, Eric just got out of the car and followed us.

I looked at Eric and thought of Ward saying that an invitation could only be used by two people. I was afraid we would be embarrassed, so I asked, “can the three of us use an invitation?”

“Miss Jones, we have more than one invitation.”

Eric explained behind him.

I was relieved.

We were almost at Noah Center. A lot of people were waiting to enter.

I saw some familiar faces that often appeared in the news. Sean was married now, after all.

I hesitated for a moment and pulled my hand out of his warm palm.

Sean didn’t respond. When I took my hand off, he looked back at me. I blushed and reminded him, “you’re married.”

He understood and did not speak.

Eric looked at me and took two steps forward and walked with me.

It seemed that he and I were both Sean’s assistants.

We got to the door. The staff member just recognized me at a glance. He looked up at Sean and said nothing and let us in.

The huge Noah Center was full of people.

Our position was in the front.

Eric and I sat on both sides of Sean.

When I sat down, I began to observe the people around me.

“Who are you looking for?”

Sean reached over and took my hand again.

I felt warm. I looked at him and hesitated for a moment and said, “I just met Ward at the door. He said Ming would come.”

“Oh.” Sean responded lightly, “I’m not surprised.”

We sat there for a long time. I didn’t see Ming until the auction started.

In the beginning, some bad advertising time was auctioned.

Those small companies were bidding.

Sean’s number was 0009.

After a while, the advertising time was getting better and better.

The host said, “the next period is five seconds after the national weather forecast.”

This time was already very good!

Eric took out his computer long ago and was calculating Sean’s earnings for that time period and the price range they could afford.

At this time, some small companies began to bid, and the price soared to 4.2 billion!

In the past, the price was not high, but in recent years, the market had been saturated, and people had been relatively calm about the price of advertising.

Finally, Sean raised his hand and Eric entered the number.