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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 592

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 592

Taking out her phone, she looked at the screen and saw that it was a message from Abby.

She said: ‘Sharon and Summer said that your skin repair cream and sunscreen are very useful, so they want to buy some too. Do you have a link you can send them?’

Janet glanced at Mason.

He was eating his steak, sitting gracefully and fixing her with a lazy stare.

“How much was the sunscreen and skin repair cream that you asked Black Python to give me?” Janet’s face brightened up as she exclaimed, “My friend wants to buy some too!”

Mason set down his knife and fork, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. “It’s customized!”

Janet was dumbfounded.

Customized? Even skincare products can be customized these days?

Since it was customized, the price would certainly not be low. It would cost at least seven figures or more.

She took a sip of tea and stopped asking.

Since their military training began in the afternoon, Janet lay on the sofa in the living room after breakfast to rest for a while.

She had been napping on the man’s lap when she vaguely heard the sound of footsteps and Sean’s voice reporting something.

Sean said, “Young Master Mason, Ronald and Fass have come again today. They’re at the door asking to see you.”

Mason frowned slightly as his cold fingertips traced the side of Janet’s face. “I won’t meet with them.” They had bullied his girl, so there was nothing left to discuss.

Sean had already expected this answer.

For the past few days, the Shields and the Leonards had repeatedly tried to apologize to him. They had been to both the Lowry Residence and the Lowry Family Conglomerate multiple times and used every trick they could think of, but still didn’t manage to get an audience with Mason.

Even if they labeled him cruel, Mason wanted the world to know that they could pick on anyone in the world, but not his people. If they did, there would be no room for discussion!

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