The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1072

A hint of recognition flashed across Yorrick’s eyes. “You’re a smart girl, Ms. Mayweather.”

It seemed to him that he had found the right person.

Xyla lifted her head to meet his gaze. “What makes you think that I’ll help you?”

“You’ve helped me once, so I’m sure you can help me for the second time,” Yorrick said as he elegantly cut through the steak.” If you help me this time, I’m sure you’ll be very satisfied with the rewards that you’ll receive.”

As he was speaking, he had finished cutting the steak. He switched the plate with Xyla’s and added, “I’ll be loyal to you and you alone during these three months.

I’ll be your boyfriend, and I can help you to get rid of that man.”

Xyla looked at the neatly cut pieces of steak on the plate. She rested her chin on her finger and said, “Who told you that I need your help to get rid of that man?”

Yorrick chuckled. “According to my investigation, within this month of pursuing you, he was also pursuing that woman as well as his female fans.”

Xyla was stumped. A hint of surprise crossed her eyes, but she did not believe Yorrick entirely.

Yorrick picked up the wine glass and put it in front of his lips. As he took a sip, he said, “You don’t believe me?”

She chuckled. “That’s his own private life. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Of course, it has something to do with

you,” Yorrick replied as he put the wine glass down. “Zestar Media can’t provide any good resources to him anymore. He’s going to get overpassed by other newcomers. If he loses his resources, he’ll fall from an A-list actor to a C-or D-list actor.

“And you, Ms. Mayweather, you’re the daughter of the director of Royal Crown, and the resources you can offer are a lot better. If he can take you down, it will be like earning a ticket to his success in his career, so do you think he’ll give up so easily?”

Xyla retracted her gaze. “That’s your assumption only.”

A smile appeared at the corner of Yorrick’s lips. He looked intently at her. “Do you want to make a bet, Ms. Mayweather?” “What are we going to bet on?” Xyla asked.